Even after I got married I used to disappear for weeks into the jungle for a couple of rough weeks in Uncle Lim's lumber camp. My ex used to fly into ... rage whenever I made off for a week or two. She just couldn't understand why I loved the rough life of a lumber camp. The workers and supervisors were real people not stuffed jackasses like my brothers-in-law and their retinue of ass lickers."Visiting my favourite uncle," was the excuse I used to explain my proposed absence. It didn't fool her a. It felt so good to be curled up with my head resting on his chest that I could feel myself drifting off. I became aware of him lifting the wine glass from my fingers. I opened my eyes and found him looking at me intently.“Your turn.” Greg said as he slid off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of me and between my thighs. I felt shyness overcome me as he urged my thighs apart with his hands and began licking up my inner thighs.His tongue tickled a bit but also awakened nerves I hadn’t. Antoine continued to trash talk Megan. ?Gonna fuck dat little white ass of yo’s, sho nuff yo goona get all of it.?Getting up from the table, Antoine grabbed Megan by the hair and aimed his dick at her face letting out a stream of piss. Megan’s face and hair dripped in piss, Antoine slapped her across the face back and forth until her lips and cheeks were swollen. ?Now fo da best , fuck dat little asshole of yo’s??Yo bitch, Wat dat School yu go to Now? Good Council. Well yu one lucky little. Did Adam and Eve have the same problem? Or had God made the garden root-free?They passed a patch of bushes with berries. Along the banks of the stream, she thought she saw chives. Jeanie pointed out the trees seemed to be the kind that had walnuts. There was food here, at least to some degree. Enough for a hundred? They'd find out.Another field greeted them after twenty minutes. The stream ran through its middle, widening a bit into a pool before narrowing as it flowed past them towards the.