Bart: The IRS has placed them on a terrorist training watch list. They don't like people learning how not to pay taxes.Me: What are these guy's politi...s?"Bart: I have no idea. Why don't you ask them when you get there? I do know they are not connected to the American Nazi Party or any other hate group. Just a couple of guys trying to teach people how to survive.Me: So what will I need to take to the Camp?Bart: A complete survival setup. There will be lots of things to learn about subsistence. “JOHN, what did you just say?” I asked him again. John took my chin in his hand and looked me dead in my eyes as he replied, “I love you Kay.”I stared up at this man, this blonde hair blue eyed devil. A man had not spoken those three words to me in a long time. If they had they really didn’t mean it. I stared into those devil eyes once again searching for that darkness within his soul. I saw no darkness. His eyes only sparkled and shined brighter than I had ever seen them do before. In my heart. "Daddy moved his hands on my slender belly as he looked up at Mom and said, "Just go as slow as you need Honey. This is all for you." I looked at that huge cock poised just below my pussy. It seemed incredible that all that would actually fit in there. I whispered, "Take it now Daddy. Mommy I am so ready to watch this happen."She smiled down at me, placed her hands on Daddy's chest and moved down onto his prick until the head was completely inside. She wiggled around on the head as Daddy. She thrust herself back against me; put her head on my chest, the feel of her silky smooth hair along the length of my body sent electric waves through my body. “Peddamma (Aunty) your hair is so silky and beautiful”, I said. I was hesitant, but was sure that she could feel my hardness against her buttocks, yet, she was pressing herself against me. I said, “Aunty, You look more beautiful, if you arrange your hair into a long plait” I shall do so today for your sake. Your Pedananna (uncle) never.