I realized she was wearing a g-string. Soon her whole ass was visible for me to see and the jeans had made it free of the tight part. I pulled them al... the way off. I stood back up and noticed how my dick had made a tent of the apron. Something Lily hadn’t noticed yet. I moved in close and slowly let the apron covered dick rub against her ass. I could now hear how her breath had gotten very intense. I could feel how wet my dick had become and how much of a mess it was making on the underside of. We actually did that about two or three more evenings but I can’t remember for sure. I do remember I used lotion to jerk it the last time and sure enough, Uncle Pete spewed that familiar large amount each time.On that next Saturday it was my sixteenth birthday. Uncle Pete texted me, and this time he came to my room. It was late afternoon and my parents were out of the house getting my party ready. He was standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist. He greeted me with a smile, “Hey. So many tears to shed before she appreciates her new role inlife"And with that I heard him walk towards the bedroom and open thedoor...what on earth was he doing? I desperately tried to crane my neck tosee but it was hopeless, my protests muffled squeals. I heard drawersopening, papers shuffling and the tapping of a computer (my computer!)keyboard. A feeling of absolute dread began to fill me. I left pretty mucheverything open on my home computer, messenger, email, facebook....and I'dtold him. The image was bright in his mind even now. If there were any survivors in this mad world of death and destruction, they would be deep in the Colorado mountains.He decided to travel by day despite the hot sun. In that manner, he could avoid any human survivors, as they would only appear at night to scavenge and hunt for sustenance. The sun played too harshly on their frail bodies for any of them to disturb his daylight travels.It took almost four months to walk from Nashville to the mountains of.