They then proceeded to feed themselves and me.I wasn't sure I liked it at first, but they were insistent. They were kneeling on the bench on each side...of me and I wasn't sure what to do with my hands. My first clue came when I felt a silky touch on my own cock, which immediately rose to the occasion.The women were carrying on as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on, smiling and laughing, talking over the plans for the day in that ping-pong system of theirs. It slowly dawned on me that. And suddenly, the door creaked open. And! Nishant walked in.Nishant was a 33-year-old, sturdy looking man. He was a married Bengali man. He was not as fair as I am, but he looked smart. He had a dark mustache and a light layer of beard which was neatly trimmed.Nishant was equally shocked to see me, as I was on seeing him. I stood up in horror and we both didn’t speak for the next couple of seconds. Nishant was standing in just a pair of boxers and nothing else. His manhood was easily visible. I held my dressdownas the men whooped and wolf whistled at me, seeing this. I was soembarrassed. I continued working as one of the men took a camera andupskirted me.Jenny: Oh, you pervert!!Olivia: (Opening the window) Jennifer!! Be nice, these men like you!!Man 1: Hey, hot mama. How would you like to go with a real man?Jenny: (blushing) I'm not that kinda girl.Man 2: Maybe you are, and don't know it.Jenny: Please, stop. You're making me very uncomfortable. (I feel thethird man try to lift my. It might be reasonable to select an elk from the animals below, but I was too curious about what lay ahead, beyond the hills, what might be in the expansive prairie ahead. I had a feeling and it was going to drag me there eventually, it might as well be now. It was mid-afternoon and I could build a fire and make camp at the edge of the trees in the hills. I pointed with my spear to the hills ahead and Bo shifted to his feet, followed by the others as I rose to mine.Bo took the lead, again. .