No matter how hard she wanted to or tried she could not stop it from reacting as nature had designed and she felt an incredible amount of shame. Just ...as she thought it couldn’t get any worse. . . IT DID.Number one set the object down next to her and traced his index finger down her cleavage and down the natural line down onto her flat tummy. The finger only slowed enough to circle around her belly button three times and then began to go further down. It moved slower and slower as it gently. This was turning me on again. He must have hit a trigger that I didn't even know I had, and all of a sudden I felt another urge, and I let go a squirt of pussy juice. I was so startled, that I raised up a little and stuttered, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry"He moved his face from side to side, and ran his tongue all over his mouth and lips and said, "Oh baby, you taste so fuckin' good!"I could see that his entire face was glistening wet with my juices and as my squirt subsided, he buried his face. “Doug, why don’t you get the generator going,” Ken, Dixon’s dad, then suggested.Twenty minutes later, when we moved outside and approached a wooden construction, I was still none the wiser about the surprise that awaited me.Inside the wooden structure there was a narrow rectangular entrance with a shower to the left, and numerous pegs to the right. When all the men commenced stripping, I simply followed suit. At this point, I was becoming rather nervous because all the men were ultra-masculine. I jerked. He again sucked my boobs and circled my nipples with his tongue.He asked “Honey, can we take bath together? It sounds nice for me and I said “Double ok”.We went to the bathroom. He opened the shower and made me to stand under the shower. He hugged me tightly. His hands were playing on my ass. He rubbed his thick pubic hair with mine. I too hugged him tightly rubbed my face on his chest licked his nipples and gently bite them. He moved his right hand to my pussy and opened the pussy.