“Oh gawd Matthew—you should have been there. So—we're just chillin in the tent, rite ? Nobody saying anything. We zipped the two bags together ...o the three of us could get in. In just no time, Johnny is down on Andre's dick. He's just mumbling, like 'oh fuck—oh fuck—oh fuck'. Johnny is giving him some awesome head, and gets him boned up real hard. Im pretty sure it's 10”, like he claimed”. Finally Johnny comes up, right—and just says 'fuck me'. Well, Andre is all worked up now, and don't. But Saralinda could give me some of the love but not some cock...My sleep-fuzzy brain registered a noise coming from Saralinda's room. A woman was crying out her climax. That must have been what woke me. The moaning continued, muffled through the wall. I swallowed hard, and felt tears well at the corners of my eyes. It had to be Saralinda and Malia, and while I knew I had no right to be jealous, ... Well, I was alone in bed, and overtired. And, darn-it, I felt empty and abandoned.The noises. Still, it represented a defense of sorts against unwelcome visitors of the two legged variety with a thought to steal their women and their goods as scanty as they might be.One-stone woman was feeling content after being humped by both of the tiger-killing husbands and she felt the wetness between her legs knowing that she was risking getting a swollen belly just like Sweet-bush. She laughed in delight to see them using Sweet-bush as a toy between them with one buried inside her pretty mouth. No way I said, but I'll jerk you off. Which I did. We sat down, and I jerked him some more. Leaned over and sucked him until he came in my mouth. I swallowed his cum. Asked him to pinch my clit again and finger my pussy. Well by now other men knew what were doing in the balcony. Another guy sat beside me, pulled his dick out and started stroking it up. Sit on my dick he said. So I sat on his dick and let it slide deep into my pussy. I told first guy, whom I'll call Bob, that I would let him.