By good afternoon, they were prepared and packed for the fishing tripper. The design was to encamp in a tent near the lake, and go on a gravy boat first thing in the morning.

They talked a lot during the ride, and joked around. Ben was some way More loosen then usual, happy even. They had a late lunch in a dining car in which Lilly still pretended to be a boy and even went to the boys restroom. They were both treating it as a game, and a shared secret which nobody knew apart from them.

Finally they arrived at the lake and started to unpack. Ben did the tent, and Lilly prepared the eternal sleep, including sleeping mats and sleeping bags. After that Ben sat with a beer given to him by Lilly, and sat in a foldaway president, as Lilly took a swimming in the lake.

She wore a boy 's packer boxers, and a shirt, which wrapped her organic structure as she got wet. She shouted and waved to her uncle, giving him a expert show. She smiled to herself as she noticed he placed his hat over his groin to veil his erection.

She teased him a bit more, and then stepped out of the H2O. She walked to him slowly, lifted his hat, and took it on. She playfully modeled the hat for him, while he tried to get it and cover himself at the same time.

She turned around, and sat on his legs, with her book binding to him. She pretended to be straddling a horse, holding her hat like she seen hoi polloi do on rodeos. Ben, although abashed by his erecting, played into her game and moved his pegleg up and down, tossing her up.

She moved more back, grinding her ass on his dick.

-- - `` Billy, I ... ''

-- - `` I could be a puncher, you know ? '' -- - she said grinding even more.

-- - `` Yes, but ... ''

-- - `` What 's up ? ``

-- - `` I do n't think ... you 're sitting on my ... ''

-- - `` Oh, I 'm terribly sorry '' -- - she said climbing off of him -- - `` I got you wet. '' -- - she took a towel and started to rub his legs.

-- - `` No ... full stop ... '' -- - he took the towel from her hand and got up, covering his groin with the towel.

-- - `` OK. Do it yourself, you stubborn man. '' -- - she smiled -- - `` I 'll change, '' -- - she said taking off her wet shirt in front end of him -- - `` and prepare some dinner party for us '' -- - she positioned herself so that he would not see her arm tattoo, and dried herself.

-- - `` Billy, do n't discase here ... ''

-- - `` Why ? You 've seen me naked many times. '' -- - she said -- - `` and besides, we 're all boys here. '' -- - she smiled, getting a dry shirt on.

-- - `` But ... '' -- - Ben started to say, but was cut of by the spate of Lilly turning her rachis to him, and taking her boxers off.

He just stood there, and looked at her defenseless ass, as she dried herself. She took her time and leaned on role, before donning on a dry pair of boy legal brief, and some shorts. She then just turned back and rewarded his stare with a smile.

-- - `` You like how I look in these drawers, uncle ? ``

-- - `` I ... Yes. You look great, billy club. ``

She smiled to herself, as she was sword lily she did n't exaggerate it with the wet shirt and nakedness. She did n't have much of a bust yet, but still that could be enough to break dance the Billy-spell and be a turn-off for her uncle.

She prepared a nice dinner for them, learning how to use the stove, etc. As they sat to eat they talked a lot about tomorrow 's fishing.

-- - `` Uncle ? Do we have to use two tents ? ``

-- - `` I mean, I already put up both of them.

-- - `` I know. But would n't we fit in the big one ? ``

-- - `` indisputable, it 's just that normally there are two of you cousins with me, and they sleep together in the diminished tent, and I sleep in the bigger one. ``

-- - `` I 'm dingy. I just ... '' -- - she said shyly -- - `` I 'm kind of afraid to sleep alone in the woodwind instrument. ``

-- - `` Oh. ``

-- - `` Do n't worry. I 'll manage. I 'm a big boy now. ``

-- - `` You can slumber with me, if you want. ``

-- - `` Really ? ``

-- - `` Yeah. '' -- - he said -- - `` And besides, it will be also warmer this way. ``

Lilly cleaned the cup of tea, as Ben prepared the lines and fishing rods for tomorrow. She then moved her sleeping bag to his tent, and changed to her two piece pyjamas.

As it was still hot, she just laid in the tent on her tummy, relaxed.

-- - `` Uncle, could you stroke me, like yesterday ? '' -- - she asked, making Ben flustered.

-- - `` Yes ... '' -- - he said, deciding to vary into his sleeping knickers outside of the tent. -- - `` In a minute. ``

-- - `` OK. But hurry up, as I 'll real sleepy. '' -- - she lied.

When Ben came into the tent and closed all the zip fastener, Lilly was pretending to be nearly asleep. Just as he stroked her back she smiled, and fell asleep.

As the old sentence, Ben progressed his stroke in the dark tent, making it longer and longer, until he was cupping her small steadfastly ass. He caressed her ass, and she made sure he thought she 's sound asleep, and do n't mind. After some smooching through the fabric of her pj's, he slipped his hand under the band. As she left his fingers align with her ass crack, she moved just a bit. She moved the leg that was further from him to the incline, turning her ass a bit in his focusing. As she did that his big hand was cupping her unharmed ass, and his in-between fingerbreadth landed between her ass cheeks.

He froze. She was afraid she spooked him, but tried to take a crap a reassuring mumble in her `` log Z's ''. She hugged her pillow, and relaxed her ass. He took that as a adept mansion, and started to caress her ass again. She enjoyed the attention, but tried to be as relaxed as possible, not to relieve oneself him stop. His middle finger run across her asshole several times, until it stopped at the entrance, and started to seduce slight traffic circle around it. She moaned through her `` sleep '', and he froze again. When he was sure she was n't awake, he continued his assault.

She relaxed her ass, but suddenly his hand disappeared. For a second there, she thought he decided it was too high-risk, but then she felt his hand getting back in her pants, and she felt that he licked his his middle finger's breadth and it was wet this time. `` That 's very considerate of him '' she thought to herself, as she felt the digit gently probe her ass.

As he moved his finger around, and in and out, she moaned hugging her pillow. Just enough to suggest to him she enjoyed it, but not enough for him to be afraid she 'll wake up. Not that she did n't enjoy that. It was titillating as hell.

He was laying on his left incline, fondling her with his decent hand. She could finger him trying to stroke himself with the other hand, but to no avail. He took his right script out of her knickers, and started to stroke himself to Lilly 's disappointment. But then she felt him plow even more, and stroke her ass with his dick. He started to act his irradiation between her ass cheeks. He quickly got into it, and tried to lower her pants, to stroke himself on her bare tegument, but in her stead it was hard. As he straddled her, she mumbled in her `` sleep '', and turned to lay flat on her stomach, with her legs together.

He froze again, but then his horniness got the near of him, and he slipped Lilly 's pants down, and aligned his hawkshaw with her ass crack. She felt him get it on her, which felt variety of nice, and jacking himself off with her bottom. As he made longer and deeper strokes, she moaned in her `` sleep '', which at that stage just encouraged him more.

On every shot she clenched her buttocks just a bit, wanting to make it more pleasurable for him. But not enough to make him surmise she 's awake. He grunted, and came all over her back.

-- - `` prick. '' -- - he said under his breather -- - `` Shit. '' -- - he repeated as he climbed off of Lilly, and started to explore for a towel or serviette in panic.

'' Again. What a attentive guy. '' Lilly thought to herself. Ben tried to wipe his cum of with a tissue.

-- - `` Uncle ... '' -- - said Lilly in a sleepy voice.

Ben froze with the tissue paper in hand. She passed him her shirt from the day, closing her eyes again.

-- - `` You can wipe it off with my shirt '' -- - she said trying to sound sleepy and not very aware.

-- - `` Thanks. '' -- - said Ben, not knowing if she knew what he did and what was on her back.

He swiped off his cum from her backrest, and threw the shirt out of the collapsible shelter. As he did that Lilly pulled her gasp up, and covered her back, pulling down her pajama top. She still felt a wet stain on her back.

-- - `` Do n't stay up, uncle, '' -- - she mumbled and dug herself under her unzipped dormancy bag -- - `` we 're going fishing tomorrow. ``

He smiled, pulled his drawers up and laid to sleep.

Ben slept very well, not even noticing Lilly getting out of the collapsible shelter and saying her appeal, or her attaching her soundless zapping alarm-clock. He woke up in the morning to the sound of sizzling and olfactory perception of eggs.

He quickly remembered last nighttime, and rushed to discover the cum soaked shirt. He found it already hanged to dry on a line.

-- - `` Do n't worry. I already washed it. '' -- - said Lilly smiling -- - `` It was a bit crusted by the morning, but washed well. ``

Ben was lost as he could not say if she knew or not what was staining the shirt. He did n't want to dig deeper into the subject field, afraid that if she did n't know, he would inflame her curiosity.

-- - `` What 's for breakfast ? '' -- - he said wanting to change the subject.

-- - `` omelet. '' -- - she said putting an omelet on his home plate -- - `` But hurry up, sleepyheaded boy, as were supposed to be on the lake soon. ``

-- - `` You 're right, I got up late. But I slept very well. ``

-- - `` No wonder, after what you did yesterday. ``

Ben froze with a piece of omelet on his fork.

-- - `` You know. Driving and putting up the tents. '' -- - she said smiling.

Ben relaxed and continued to eat.

-- - `` What about your omelette ? '' -- - he asked realizing she 's not preparing another but tidying things for the gravy holder trip.

-- - `` I ate already sleepyhead. I got up early. '' -- - she said -- - `` I wake up easily. '' -- - she commented, giving Ben a wink.

Ben did n't know if she was referring to yesterday, or day before. But again he did n't require to dig deeper. After he ate he prepared the lastly matter while Lilly washed the smasher, and they embarked on their boat.

Ben was rowing the gravy boat, and Lilly looked at his musculus with googly eyes.

-- - `` Can you depict me how to row ? '' -- - she said and without waiting for an reply, went and sat on Ben 's workbench, between his leg, and placing her hands on the oars.

-- - `` Yes, I think I can. '' -- - said Ben, suddenly very aware of her body touching his.

He helped her pull the oars, all while her back firmly rested on his breadbasket. It was clearly turning him on, as she soon felt his dick hardening on the spinal column of her ass.

Most of the fishing trip she did not tease him too much, and listened with attendance about fishing. She was a quick prentice and she caught two skillful fish. Ben was delight with her attention and the results.

After they were done, they started to row the boat back. Sometime before reaching a shore, Ben pointed to Lilly something interesting in the piss. When she stood up, and peeked overboard, Ben pushed her with his animal foot into the water system. She screamed from surprise, but then laughed. She then swam behind the boat all the way to the shore.

She was quite certain, that apart from just making joke with her, he also wanted to see her wet, like yesterday. She complied, and walked out of the H2O only when he was done securing the boat and looking at her.

She felt his eyes on her body, all the way, while she got out of the H2O and walked past him. Knowing he was watching, she took her t-shirt off, and then slipped out of her boxers. She walked bare defenseless to her towel, and dried herself. Her tattoos were n't visible only because she was standing with her back to Ben.

She then dressed again in some clean clothes, and started to machinate dinner. She cooked the fishes they caught, and they ate them. They went to kip, and again Ben molested her ass. This time she said that she was too hot last nighttime, and asked Ben to bear one of his big tee shirt to catch some Z's. On her diminished consistency it looked like a Night gown. This meant her ass was directly accessible. He again humped her between her ass cheeks, but this prison term she could spread her peg for him, and he could position himself between her legs. He was so into the act he did n't bill when she lifted the make-shift gown even further for it not to get soaked in cum.

When Ben came this time, he just collapsed to the side and fell asleep before doing anything with the cum he deposited on her back. `` Men '' thought Lilly to herself.

She scooped some of the cum and licked her fingerbreadth clean. She then took her shirt again and wiped her back clean and jerk. She went out of the tent into the all the way nighttime and said her prayers and attached her backwash up device.

She then went back to sleep besides Ben.

Next day Ben woke up and became terrified by the recognition of what he did, and that he did n't even clean Lilly 's dorsum. He sprung out of the tent, and found Lilly preparing breakfast and saw that another shirt was hanging to dry.

-- - `` You have to watch what you 're doing uncle, I may just run out of dry shirts. '' -- - she said with a smile.

Ben was nearly certain she knew and she was teasing him. But then she said :

-- - `` You know, pushing me into the piss. That was rude. '' -- - she said laughing.

He relaxed again. He sat and waited for his breakfast. Some squeamish scrambled egg landed on his plate.

After they ate breakfast, they packed their things and just stayed for a bit more. Lilly managed to carry Ben to swim. They laughed and played in the piss. Lilly mocked trying to get Ben 's packer off, making him track her in the water to do the Lapp. He dived and caught her ass and legs underwater. Their play was one-half inexperienced person messing around and one-half flirt and teasing.

They then played catch, where they were they were throwing a old floating stick to themselves. Ben was throwing it intemperate, and Lilly was always throwing it just a bit. It was on purpose. Every sentence the joystick did n't go all the way t Ben, she went and fetched it for him saying sorry. After just a few multiplication she started to bring it to him without even trying to switch. At the same time he was throwing it always above her, so she never managed to get it.

-- - `` Here, doggie. Here '' -- - he mocked her as the game turned from throw and haul to him just throwing her a stick like a dog.

Hearing that, he placed the reefer in her oral fissure, and swam the rest period of the way holding it between her teeth. He smiled at that and threw it even further. This time, she fetched it in her teeth the unit way.

-- - `` Good boy '' -- - he rewarded it with a pat on the head.

When they came out, Lilly came first, swaying her ass, then came Ben staring at her the wholly time.

-- - `` Now I do n't even have to pull your pants off to see what 's inside. '' -- - she commented looking at him and smiling.

Ben realized that the wet boxers were showing pretty much everything. And his cock was half-hard. He quickly used his hat to conceal it in shame.

-- - `` You should n't be shy about it. '' -- - said Lilly, turning her book binding to him and taking off her wearing apparel -- - `` If I would have one that big I would let it swing spare. '' -- - she dried herself and pulled on some shorts -- - `` And besides, it 's not like I have n't seen it. ``

When she turned back, Ben was naked, and was drying himself with a towel. She smiled at him, staring suggestively at his junk.

-- - `` That 's more like it. '' -- - she said putting on her shirt from the first day -- - `` I hope I washed all the cum out. ``

-- - `` What ? '' -- - Ben exclaimed nearly pissing himself.

-- - `` I said I hope I washed all the stains out. '' -- - she said showing her shirt -- - `` From the shirt I mean. ``

-- - `` Ah. OK. I see. '' -- - he said nervously. He did n't want to dig into the subject in face he just heard wrong.

-- - `` Wan na play stop just a bit more ? '' -- - she said showing the joystick they were playing with in the lake.

Ben took the stick, and threw it. Lilly ran behind it and as she found it she took it into her mouth and ran back. When she back she knelt at Ben 's metrical unit and allowed him to take the spliff from her mouth. As he did, she lifted her hands like a doggy would do, pray, and panted.

He liked this game, and after few cam stroke he ordered her to `` sit '' and went to the car. He brought a old collar and fastened it around her cervix. She barked in delight and licked his hand.

They played becharm two Sir Thomas More fourth dimension and got in the car and left. On their way they stopped at a hamburger articulation for dinner.

-- - `` You have your dog collar still on. '' -- - said Ben when Lilly got out of the car.

-- - `` I know. '' -- - said Lilly with a wicked smile and went to spread the doorway for Ben -- - `` Am I a good boy ? ``

-- - `` Yes you are. '' -- - he entered the restaurant and Lilly followed.

They sat in a booth, hidden from other people 's view and ate. While the server was n't looking, Lilly was sneaking under the table and Ben fed her fries from his hand. By that time it was completely born for them that she went to the men 's restroom. When she came back from the toilet, a lollipop ice-cream she ordered for afters was waiting for her. She made a show of eating it, sucking on it, licking, and taking it deep into her mouth.

By the time she was finished Ben was red on his face, as he just could not avert his eyes from the spectacle.

-- - `` honorable ice-cream ? ``

-- - `` Yes. But they were quite small. I 've seen a bigger lolly this morning, and I would just love to suck on that monster. '' -- - she said with a wink.

Ben turned even more red, but passed this scuttlebutt without a reception. He was never indisputable if she was joking or flirting or teasing. He was only sure of one thing, it was turning him on.

As they rode in his pickup truck, they both sat on the front blanket bench. Lilly soon dose off to sleep, laying her head on his thigh. His big helping hand stroking her head gently.

Soon his hand stroked her back, and then her ass, and finally landed under her shorts, which she conveniently unfastened before laying down. As the road was cool it, his hand started to slowly molest her bum. After a light happy chance for putting some spin on his fingerbreadth, she felt him wiggle his eye finger in her shit. After some movement, another finger's breadth joined it.

She did n't enjoy anal retentive. It hurt and it was kind of dry most of the clock time. She liked the degradation, and the feeling of being used, but partly because it was injurious, and not pleasurable to her. But she kind of enjoyed Ben 's molestation. It was pleasant and docile. Although in her nous, that was more then she deserved, and dreamed of him just fucking her laborious with his big cock.

As she felt his hand leave her pants, she was variety of disappointed. But then she felt that he 's unbuckling his pants, to jack one off while driving. She had to interpose. Besides it being quite life-threatening, she had her plan, not to allow him to jerk off from now on. She hope it would make him finally fuck her. She did n't much like the concept of her, manipulating a man, but that were her masters orders.

She moved a bit, and yawned. He quickly stopped. As she got up from his leg, he tried to hide his penis in his underclothing, and clasp up his trousers.

-- - `` Let me avail you with that. '' -- - said Lilly closing his pants, and buckling his belt -- - `` You 've got the road to watch. ``

Ben did n't consume any good explanation for his open pants, so he did n't say anything, and hoped the subject wo n't number up .