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

They talked a lot during the drive, and joked around. Ben was some way more relaxed then common, happy even. They had a late lunch in a diner 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 residual, including sleeping MAT and sleeping handbag. After that Ben sat with a beer given to him by Lilly, and sat in a foldable chair, as Lilly took a swimming in the lake.

She wore a boy 's packer underdrawers, and a shirt, which wrapped her body as she got wet. She shouted and waved to her uncle, giving him a sound 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 water system. She walked to him slowly, lifted his hat, and took it on. She playfully modeled the hat for him, while he tried to captivate it and cut across himself at the Sami time.

She turned around, and sat on his leg, with her spinal column to him. She pretended to be straddling a horse cavalry, holding her hat like she seen the great unwashed do on rodeos. Ben, although abashed by his erection, played into her game and moved his peg up and down, tossing her up.

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

-- - `` billy, I ... ''

-- - `` I could be a cowpoke, 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 ... Stop ... '' -- - he took the towel from her script and got up, covering his breakwater with the towel.

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

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

-- - `` Why ? You 've seen me naked many fourth dimension. '' -- - 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 back to him, and taking her boxers off.

He just stood there, and looked at her naked ass, as she dried herself. She took her metre and leaned on purpose, before donning on a dry twosome of boy briefs, and some boxershorts. She then just turned back and rewarded his stare with a smile.

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

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

She smiled to herself, as she was glad she did n't exaggerate it with the wet shirt and nudity. She did n't have much of a bust yet, but still that could be enough to break 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 ? ``

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

-- - `` I 'm sorry. I just ... '' -- - she said shyly -- - `` I 'm form of afraid to slumber alone in the Ellen Price Wood. ``

-- - `` Oh. ``

-- - `` Do n't concern. 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 peach, as Ben prepared the tune and sportfishing 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 pot, relaxed.

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

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

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

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

As the late metre, Ben progressed his stroking in the dark tent, making it yearner and longer, until he was cupping her small firm ass. He caressed her ass, and she made sure he thought she 's phone asleep, and do n't mind. After some necking through the cloth of her pyjamas, 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 side, turning her ass a bit in his direction. As she did that his big mitt was cupping her totally ass, and his mediate finger's breadth landed between her ass cheeks.

He froze. She was afraid she spooked him, but tried to get to a reassuring mumble in her `` nap ''. She hugged her pillow, and relaxed her ass. He took that as a soundly sign, and started to caress her ass again. She enjoyed the attending, but tried to be as relaxed as potential, not to score him stop. His heart finger run across her asshole respective metre, until it stopped at the entering, and started to seduce slight circles around it. She moaned through her `` nap '', and he froze again. When he was certain she was n't awake, he continued his assault.

She relaxed her ass, but suddenly his bridge player disappeared. For a sec there, she thought he decided it was too risky, but then she felt his script getting back in her pant, and she felt that he licked his his middle finger and it was wet this time. `` That 's very considerate of him '' she thought to herself, as she felt the finger's breadth 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 rouse up. Not that she did n't delight that. It was titillating as hell.

He was laying on his leave alone English, fondling her with his powerful hand. She could palpate him trying to stroke himself with the other hand, but to no avail. He took his right handwriting out of her pants, and started to stroke himself to Lilly 's disappointment. But then she felt him turn even more, and stroke her ass with his hawkshaw. He started to move his shaft between her ass cheeks. He quickly got into it, and tried to frown her drawers, to stroke himself on her bare hide, but in her position it was hard. As he straddled her, she mumbled in her `` sleep '', and turned to lay flavorless on her venter, with her legs together.

He froze again, but then his hot pants got the unspoiled of him, and he slipped Lilly 's pants down, and aligned his putz with her ass crevice. She felt him sleep with her, which felt sort of gracious, and jacking himself off with her seat. As he made longer and deeper throw, she moaned in her `` sleep '', which at that point just encouraged him more.

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

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

'' Again. What a thoughtful guy. '' Lilly thought to herself. Ben tried to pass over his cum of with a tissue.

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

Ben froze with the tissue 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 back, and threw the shirt out of the tent. As he did that Lilly pulled her knickers up, and covered her back, pulling down her pyjama top. She still felt a wet stain on her back.

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

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

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

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

-- - `` Do n't interest. I already washed it. '' -- - said Lilly smiling -- - `` It was a bit crusty by the morning time, 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 theme, afraid that if she did n't bed, he would ignite her curiosity.

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

-- - `` Omelet. '' -- - she said putting an omelet on his plate -- - `` But hurry up, sleepy 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 spell of omelette on his fork.

-- - `` You know. driving and putting up the collapsible shelter. '' -- - 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 sauceboat 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 experience if she was referring to yesterday, or day before. But again he did n't desire to dig deeper. After he ate he prepared the last thing while Lilly washed the dish, and they embarked on their boat.

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

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

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

He helped her take out the oars, all while her back firmly rested on his tum. It was clearly turning him on, as she soon felt his dick hardening on the back of her ass.

Most of the fishing trip she did not taunt him too much, and listened with attendance about sportfishing. She was a quick scholar and she caught two overnice fishes. Ben was delight 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 ft into the body of water. She screamed from surprisal, but then laughed. She then swam behind the boat all the way to the shore.

She was quite certain, that apart from just making jokes 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 boat and looking at her.

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

She then dressed again in some clean clothes, and started to prepare dinner. She cooked the fish they caught, and they ate them. They went to kip, and again Ben molested her ass. This meter she said that she was too hot last night, and asked Ben to wear one of his big t-shirts to sleep. On her small consistency it looked like a night nightgown. This meant her ass was directly accessible. He again humped her between her ass cheeks, but this time she could spread her wooden leg for him, and he could position himself between her legs. He was so into the act he did n't notice when she lifted the make-shift nightgown even further for it not to get soaked in cum.

When Ben came this time, he just collapsed to the position 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 finger clean. She then took her shirt again and wiped her back clean and jerk. She went out of the tent into the crystallise night and said her prayers and attached her backwash up device.

She then went back to kip besides Ben.

Next day Ben woke up and became terrified by the actualisation 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 urine. That was rude. '' -- - she said laughing.

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

After they ate breakfast, they packed their things and just stayed for a bit more. Lilly managed to sway Ben to swim. They laughed and played in the water system. Lilly mocked trying to get Ben 's boxershorts off, making him give chase her in the weewee to do the Saami. He dived and caught her ass and legs underwater. Their play was half inexperienced person messing around and half flirting and teasing.

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

-- - `` Here, doggy. Here '' -- - he mocked her as the game turned from cam stroke and catch to him just throwing her a peg like a dog.

earreach that, he placed the stick in her mouth, and swam the rest of the way holding it between her teeth. He smiled at that and threw it even further. This meter, she fetched it in her teeth the all 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 whole time.

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

Ben realized that the wet packer were showing pretty a great deal everything. And his shaft was half-hard. He quickly used his hat to hide it in shame.

-- - `` You should n't be shy about it. '' -- - said Lilly, turning her dorsum to him and taking off her clothes -- - `` If I would have one that big I would let it swing devoid. '' -- - 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 soil 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 fount he just heard wrong.

-- - `` Wan na diddle catch just a bit more ? '' -- - she said showing the stick they were playing with in the lake.

Ben took the reefer, 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 infantry and allowed him to take the stick from her mouth. As he did, she lifted her hand like a doggy would do, begging, and panted.

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

They played catch up with two more clock time and got in the car and left. On their way they stopped at a beefburger 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 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 masses 's panorama and ate. While the server was n't looking, Lilly was sneaking under the tabular array and Ben fed her fries from his hired hand. By that meter it was completely born for them that she went to the men 's public toilet. When she came back from the bathroom, a popsicle ice-cream she ordered for dessert was waiting for her. She made a display of eating it, sucking on it, licking, and taking it rich 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.

-- - `` Good ice-cream ? ``

-- - `` Yes. But they were quite minuscule. I 've seen a magnanimous popsicle this morning, and I would just roll in the hay to suck on that monster. '' -- - she said with a wink.

Ben turned even more red, but passed this input without a response. He was never sure 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 wide work bench. Lilly soon dose off to sleep, laying her head on his second joint. His big hand stroking her head gently.

Soon his hand stroked her back, and then her ass, and finally landed under her drawers, which she conveniently unfastened before laying down. As the road was calm, his mitt started to slowly plague her bum. After a unawares good luck for putting some spin on his finger, she felt him wiggle his middle digit in her shit. After some movement, another fingerbreadth joined it.

She did n't revel anal. It hurt and it was kind of dry most of the time. She liked the abjection, and the tone of being used, but partly because it was hurtful, and not pleasurable to her. But she kind of enjoyed Ben 's molestation. It was pleasant and gentle. Although in her brain, that was more then she deserved, and dreamed of him just fucking her hard with his big cock.

As she felt his mitt leave her trouser, she was kind of disappointed. But then she felt that he 's unbuckling his gasp, to jacklight one off while driving. She had to intervene. Besides it being quite grave, she had her design, not to allow him to she-bop from now on. She hope it would make him finally fuck her. She did n't lots like the concept of her, manipulating a man, but that were her maestro orders.

She moved a bit, and yawned. He quickly stopped. As she got up from his leg, he tried to obliterate his phallus in his underwear, and warp up his trousers.

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

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