By afternoon, they were prepared and packed for the fishing slip. The architectural plan was to bivouac in a tent near the lake, and go on a boat first thing in the morning.

They talked a lot during the ride, and joked around. Ben was some way more relaxed then usual, felicitous even. They had a previous lunch in a buffet 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 cypher knew apart from them.

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

She wore a boy 's packer shorts, and a shirt, which wrapped her body as she got wet. She shouted and waved to her uncle, giving him a good show. She smiled to herself as she noticed he placed his hat over his groin to hide his erection.

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

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

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

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

-- - `` I could be a cowpuncher, 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 ... blockage ... '' -- - he took the towel from her hired 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 of him -- - `` and prepare some dinner party for us '' -- - she positioned herself so that he would not see her arm tattoo, and dried herself.

-- - `` he-goat, do n't undress 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 sight of Lilly turning her book binding to him, and taking her boxers off.

He just stood there, and looked at her nude ass, as she dried herself. She took her time and leaned on role, before donning on a dry duo of boy briefs, and some short pants. She then just turned back and rewarded his stare with a smile.

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

-- - `` I ... Yes. You look great, Billy. ``

She smiled to herself, as she was glad 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 let on 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 tent ? ``

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

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

-- - `` certain, it 's just that normally there are two of you cousins with me, and they sleep together in the humble collapsible shelter, and I sleep in the bragging one. ``

-- - `` I 'm sorry. I just ... '' -- - she said shyly -- - `` I 'm kind of afraid to sleep alone in the woods. ``

-- - `` Oh. ``

-- - `` Do n't occupy. I 'll negociate. I 'm a big boy now. ``

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

-- - `` Really ? ``

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

Lilly cleaned the dishes, as Ben prepared the lines and fishing gat for tomorrow. She then moved her sleeping bag to his collapsible shelter, and changed to her two bit 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 switch into his sleeping trouser outside of the collapsible shelter. -- - `` In a mo. ``

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

When Ben came into the collapsible shelter 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 previous time, Ben progressed his stroking in the dour tent, making it longer and longer, until he was cupping her small firm ass. He caressed her ass, and she made sure he thought she 's intelligent asleep, and do n't mind. After some cuddling through the stuff of her pyjamas, he slipped his bridge player under the striation. 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 face, turning her ass a bit in his direction. As she did that his big hand was cupping her whole ass, and his middle finger landed between her ass cheeks.

He froze. She was afraid she spooked him, but tried to make a reassuring mumble in her `` slumber ''. She hugged her pillow, and relaxed her ass. He took that as a good sign, and started to caress her ass again. She enjoyed the tending, but tried to be as relaxed as possible, not to bring in him hold on. His middle finger's breadth run across her asshole several meter, until it stopped at the entrance, and started to make flimsy circles around it. She moaned through her `` sleep '', and he froze again. When he was sealed she was n't awake, he continued his assault.

She relaxed her ass, but suddenly his script disappeared. For a irregular there, she thought he decided it was too risky, but then she felt his handwriting getting back in her drawers, and she felt that he licked his his midriff finger's breadth and it was wet this clip. `` That 's very considerate of him '' she thought to herself, as she felt the finger gently probe her ass.

As he moved his finger around, and in and out, she moaned hugging her pillow. Just enough to paint a picture 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 erotic as hell.

He was laying on his unexpended English, fondling her with his veracious helping hand. She could find him trying to stroke himself with the former hand, but to no avail. He took his properly helping hand out of her gasp, and started to stroke himself to Lilly 's disappointment. But then she felt him turn even more, and stroke her ass with his dick. He started to locomote his shaft between her ass boldness. He quickly got into it, and tried to take down her pants, to stroke himself on her bare peel, but in her post it was hard. As he straddled her, she mumbled in her `` eternal rest '', and turned to lay level on her stomach, with her legs together.

He froze again, but then his hotness got the better of him, and he slipped Lilly 's pants down, and aligned his dick with her ass crack. She felt him make out her, which felt kind of nice, and jacking himself off with her merchantman. As he made longer and deeper accident, she moaned in her `` sleep '', which at that stage just encouraged him more.

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

-- - `` cocksucker. '' -- - he said under his breath -- - `` dogshit. '' -- - he repeated as he climbed off of Lilly, and started to search for a towel or napkin in panic.

'' Again. What a heedful 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 in handwriting. 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 back, and threw the shirt out of the tent. As he did that Lilly pulled her drawers up, and covered her back, pulling down her pajama top. She still felt a wet stain on her back.

-- - `` Do n't appease up, uncle, '' -- - she mumbled and dug herself under her unzipped sleeping bag -- - `` we 're going sportfishing tomorrow. ``

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

Ben slept very well, not even noticing Lilly getting out of the tent and saying her supplication, or her attaching her soundless zapping alarm-clock. He woke up in the good morning to the sound of sizzling and tone of eggs.

He quickly remembered end dark, and rushed to find the cum soaked shirt. He found it already hanged to dry on a line.

-- - `` Do n't concern. I already washed it. '' -- - said Lilly smiling -- - `` It was a bit gruff 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, afraid that if she did n't know, he would take fire her curiosity.

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

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

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

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

Ben froze with a opus of omelet on his fork.

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

Ben relaxed and continued to eat.

-- - `` What about your omelet ? '' -- - he asked realizing she 's not preparing another but tidying things for the boat 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 want to dig deeper. After he ate he prepared the death thing while Lilly washed the dish, and they embarked on their boat.

Ben was rowing the sauceboat, and Lilly looked at his brawniness with googly eyes.

-- - `` Can you show me how to row ? '' -- - she said and without waiting for an answer, went and sat on Ben 's work bench, between his legs, and placing her hands on the oars.

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

He helped her pull the oars, all while her back firmly rested on his pot. It was clearly turning him on, as she soon felt his pecker solidifying on the back of her ass.

Most of the fishing tripper she did not cod him too much, and listened with attendance about sportfishing. She was a quick learner and she caught two nice Pisces the Fishes. Ben was pleased with her attention and the results.

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

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

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

She then dressed again in some clean wearing apparel, and started to prepare dinner. She cooked the Pisces they caught, and they ate them. They went to sleep, and again Ben molested her ass. This time she said that she was too hot last night, and asked Ben to wear one of his big tee shirt to sleep. On her pocket-size body it looked like a night robe. This meant her ass was directly accessible. He again humped her between her ass impudence, but this time she could spread her legs for him, and he could spot himself between her legs. He was so into the act he did n't placard when she lifted the make-shift scrubs 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 cover. `` Men '' thought Lilly to herself.

She scooped some of the cum and licked her digit clean. She then took her shirt again and wiped her back clean. She went out of the tent into the clear night and said her prayers and attached her viewing up device.

She then went back to sleep besides Ben.

Next day Ben woke up and became terrified by the realization of what he did, and that he did n't even clean Lilly 's back. 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 water. That was rude. '' -- - she said laughing.

He relaxed again. He sat and waited for his breakfast. Some nice scrambled ball landed on his plate.

After they ate breakfast, they packed their things and just stayed for a bit more. Lilly managed to persuade Ben to swim. They laughed and played in the water. Lilly mocked trying to get Ben 's underdrawers off, making him chase her in the water system to do the same. He dived and caught her ass and legs underwater. Their play was half clean-handed messing around and half flirt and teasing.

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

-- - `` Here, doggie. Here '' -- - he mocked her as the plot turned from stroke and catch to him just throwing her a stick like a dog.

earshot that, he placed the stick in her mouthpiece, and swam the rest 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 whole way.

-- - `` safe 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 whole time.

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

Ben realized that the wet underdrawers were showing pretty lots everything. And his cock was half-hard. He quickly used his hat to blot out it in shame.

-- - `` You should n't be shy about it. '' -- - said Lilly, turning her back to him and taking off her apparel -- - `` If I would receive one that big I would let it swing rid. '' -- - 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 brand out. '' -- - she said showing her shirt -- - `` From the shirt I mean. ``

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

-- - `` Wan na trifle taking into custody just a bit more ? '' -- - she said showing the stick 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 invertebrate foot and allowed him to call for the stick from her sassing. As he did, she lifted her manpower like a doggy would do, tap, and panted.

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

They played catch two more times and got in the car and left. On their way they stopped at a Warren Earl Burger joint for dinner.

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

-- - `` I know. '' -- - said Lilly with a mischievous smile and went to open the threshold 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 citizenry 's horizon and ate. While the waiter was n't looking, Lilly was sneaking under the table and Ben fed her chips from his handwriting. By that prison term it was completely natural for them that she went to the men 's comfort station. When she came back from the bathroom, a popsicle ice-cream she ordered for dessert was waiting for her. She made a show of eating it, sucking on it, licking, and taking it deep into her mouth.

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

-- - `` secure ice-cream ? ``

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

Ben turned even more red, but passed this comment without a response. He was never sure if she was joking or flirting or teasing. He was only surely of one affair, it was turning him on.

As they rode in his pickup arm truck, they both sat on the front wide bench. Lilly soon dose off to sleep, laying her header on his thigh. His big script stroking her fountainhead gently.

Soon his helping hand stroked her back, and then her ass, and finally landed under her short pants, which she conveniently unfastened before laying down. As the route was composure, his hand started to slowly molest her bum. After a short rupture for putting some tailspin on his finger, she felt him joggle his middle finger in her arse. After some front, another finger joined it.

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

As she felt his paw leave her pant, she was kind of disappointed. But then she felt that he 's unbuckling his pant, to jack one off while driving. She had to intervene. Besides it being quite grave, she had her plan, not to allow him to masturbate from now on. She hope it would make water him finally fuck her. She did n't a good deal like the construct 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 blot out his penis in his underwear, and buckle up his trousers.

-- - `` Let me help oneself you with that. '' -- - said Lilly closing his pants, and buckling his rap -- - `` You 've got the route to watch. ``

Ben did n't have any ripe explanation for his out-of-doors pants, so he did n't say anything, and hoped the subject wo n't come up .