I feel his warm breath against me and I shiver in anticipation. His fingers lightly touch my wetness and slide into my pussy. I gasp as his fingers cu...rl inside of me. My head rolls to the side and I catch a small glance of Jace before my body jerks ferociously as my uncle finds my G spot. I didn't know this spot existed inside of me until this moment."Oh Uncle! Mmmmmhmmm!" I shout as my body writhes under his touch.He said some dirty things to me but I was focused on keeping eye contact with. We went out in both directions for at least a mile, looking and yelling for her but we did not find her. Her husband, Jeff was distraught. Finally it got dark. The captain had grabbed a survival kit that he had on board that was in a waterproof bag so he had matches and a lighter for us to start a fire, which we did, hoping that someone might see it and get us help or that Brenda would see it and come to join us. Some of the other things in the kit included a knife, a wire saw, fishing hooks. I lifted her face holding chin with my fingers. I kissed on her eyes. Then on her forehead. Then on her nose. Then gently on her lips. She responded. Soon a while our tongues made their way tasting saliva in each other’s mouths. She was so so so tasty. After 10 minutes long smooch, I had a really hard on. Meanwhile, I was moving my hands all over her body. Pressing her boobs, rubbing her vagina, pressing her ass made her wet.I lifted her in my hands and she directed me towards the bedroom. I. I hated immigrants who I felt only camehere to claim benefits from our generous benefits system. At the sametime I felt that they were here to steal our jobs and our women. Afriend has since suggested I was visualising Schr?dinger's immigrant. Ididn't want to admit it at the time but I see now that an immigrantcould not be both claiming benefits and stealing our jobs. I felt thatthere was nothing a Muslim man loved more than to get an English womanto wear a hijab and there was nothing that.