It was getting late, I too wanted to see Jim’s cock, so I drove the conversation to the TV show Naked and Afraid; hunters here have thermal clothes,...guns, campers, cabins, heaters, electricity, etc. that's not hunting. I said real hunters would hunt naked, with their women and if Jim got cold Wendy could warm him up, Jim laughed but didn't move. I told my husband, Wendy can warm him up too, soon my husband had his shirt off complaining how cold it was. Wendy said no deal; went over took my. I hooked my thunmbs into the waistband of my underwear and tried to carefully lower them. Regardless more shit fell out into my jeans and made a long thick trail down my leg. The smell was overwhelming and from it and my crying I felt deeply nauseous.I tried to step out of the underwear without getting any more shit on my jeans but it was useless. In the end I let them fall into my crumpled jeans. I was standing naked and covered in shit from the waist down. I was shivering, my bare feet on the. He assured me that it wasn't a problem, and if I didn't mind, he would strip down also. Well...much to my surprise, Clay did not wear underwear, so when he crawled into bed next to me, he was stark naked! The room was dark, but I could still see pretty well, and I could tell he was sporting a pretty nice cock. We laid there and chit chatted for a while about his night, and some girl he met at the bar that danced with him, and made out with him for a while but decided to leave without. She must have got hot and stripped down.The warmth and the skin contact was causing my dick to stir.It was pressing into her panty covered butt,and i knew there was no way she could not feel it.She rolled over and trapped my dick that came through the fly on my boxers between her warm legs.She looked me deep in the eye and kissed me on the cheek,then the lips.I opened my mouth to except her waiting tongue.Our tongues fought inside each others mouths for what seemed like hours."god jack i need.