This story takes place about 3weeks after the first time.I had just had my first experience with a man, and I loved it! I had neverbeen as happy as I ...as when I was in a dress and on my knees. I knew Iliked oral, but I still had to try anal. I had been talking to an older manon IRC in the room #gaydads4sons who loved feminine boys like me. He livedin New York City, and I lived on Long Island. As luck would have it, myparents had gone away on vacation and left me home alone. I was logged. Steve walked briskly to the stern and pulled the small anchor out of the locker under the seat. It was linked to twenty feet of chain and a large coil of nylon line. He dropped it over the side away from the shore, making sure all the chain was on the bottom and tied the line off to a nearby cleat on the rail. He tucked the remaining line back into the locker, making sure there was none on the deck. The whole process had taken less than ten minutes.Ingrid had left the boat in neutral when Steve. I'd been traveling in the right lane for the trip so far. But, I was closing in on a tractor-trailer in front of me due to his slow speed. Typically I would have blown past him and probably flipped him off for driving so slowly. But with Christina splayed as she was, I thought I'd tantalize him instead.At my next opportunity, I moved into the left lane and crept up along-side his cab. I held that position until the driver blew his horn. Christina turned her head up to me, "Are you showing. The boys now had a direct view of her boobs and her pubic mound. Lucy started brushing her hair, raising her hands high above her head, lifting and thrusting out her breasts. She knew she was showing herself wantonly to a horny group of boys, even though she didn’t know how many or who they were. (Nick later told her there were five other than him, but he never said who they were). And those thoughts excited her. After several minutes of hair brushing Lucy applied moisturizer to her skin,.