The women all nodded in agreement. They naturally understood that what Ye Ningshuang meant by "resting" was actually going back to wait for their turn to be fucked. Since everyone was thinking the same thing, it didn't matter.
As for whether they would hear more clearly and feel even more uncomfortable once back in the tent, that was not a concern at all. When they were alone, they could do whatever they wanted.
At the very least, they could touch themselves to alleviate the itch, which was better than having to endure the unbearable itch now.
After making the decision, the women forcibly suppressed the itch in their pussies, tidied up quickly, and went to the tent together, each finding a room to enter. What they did after entering the room was known only to themselves.
