Now she was ready for more. She turned around and bent over exposing her tight ass hole. This would be a pleasure fucking such a beautiful girl with s...ch an amazing ass. Without any warning I shoved my dick into her rear end. She screamed. I should probably mention that my dick is about 11", very thick and this was her first time. Probably very painful but she enjoyed every second of it. I kept thrusting into her ass faster and harder every time. She screamed louder and louder every time. She. “It’s okay Sara, he won’t hurt us, I think he smells our dried fruit.”After a bit of discussion Peg assured me she knew we were on the right path and we needed to move north to find the camp. We stumbled along through the jungle watching for the vines and hacking our way so we could stay near the river. When the soil turned rocky and the trees thinned out we were forced away from the river that was interrupted by a water fall that had to be hundreds of feet high.I clung to Peg as we started. The blank screen across the room mocked me. No words from anyone in days. Nothing but silence brought about by my own weaknesses. My deepest fear was realized time and again…no one wanted me, for any amount of time. I always fucked up and they always walked away. There was an empty bottle of wine that lay shattered against the locked door. I didn’t know why I had locked it. No one would be coming to see me, to save me. This was my own personal hell, created for and by me. This is where I would. ..Trying to unwind and take my mind of all these many difficult things yetagain with a large glass of whisky, I suddenly felt an increasing urge totake out the small velvet box again now minus the strange powerful ring,and re-read and reflect on that old Christmas card and it's spideryhandwritten message "For Sure t'is not Finnegan"...For it had suddenly reminded me of an unusual conversation about the weefolk that I'd once had one evening long ago with Brendan, when we'd bothhad a few too.