The river is warm today. I'm lying in the shallows, the current flowing over my body like a gentle hand caressing my skin. The sun relaxes my muscles and makes my cock hard, standing straight up out of the water. I remember last time, behind the waterfall, exploring a woman's body with my tongue, her pussy trembling in my mouth, salty like earth after rain. She taught me that city people like to use their mouths. I liked it. It felt intimate, being able to taste her desire. Now, I'm here alone, my hand slipping underwater to grip myself. But it doesn't feel right. It's missing warmth, missing another person's heartbeat and breath. The jungle doesn't teach this. It only teaches instinct. But instinct now wants to share. Who wants to teach me more of the city's 'oral' ways? Or, who just wants me to use the jungle's way, with the sound of the waterfall as our backdrop, putting both tongue and cock to use?