Greg had been my first and only great passionate love, but with Lance it was different. Instead of leaping willy-nilly into full-frontal fucking Lance...and I approached sex with each other as shyly as if we were both virgins -- first chaste good-night kisses, later meetings of tongues, then hands testing limits, seeking sensitive places through clothing, even though I'd been naked when we'd first met and he'd done The Program at his school and we'd skinny-dipped together.I think we were both. "Stop it," I warned, aware of the sudden rush of blood to my penis."Or what?" she challenged. "You always wanted to spank me... when I was bad." You're crazy... I just said that... once... when I was mad." I wanted you to. I wanted you to put me across your knees and spank me... it excited me," she said as she pushed me back against the edge of the boats wide, bench seat. I sat. Her engorged sex was inches from my eyes as she stood up between my knees.She lay across my lap. "I'm still bad," she. She surprised me when she covered my cock with her mouth and sucked any remaining cum from my tool. Cathleen then lay on her back, splayed her legs and pulled back the folds of her vagina. ‘Here eat my pussy, please eat my pussy,’ she pleaded. I rolled over and got between her legs. I put her thighs on my shoulders and lowered my mouth to her pussy. I took one slow lick as I flattened my tongue on Cathleen’s mound. It felt so smooth and warm and I knew I had achieved the desired effect from her. ..! Fred said to me '...I like young boys that like big old dicks, it makes me feel young when I can bust a tight little asshole and hear you moan...' I stopped and tried to step back as Fred gripped my genitals tighter this time he gripped me so hard that I grabbed his hand with both of mine and cried out in pain. Glen called out '...about time you got down to business...' Fred answered '...be patient old fart we ain't got started yet...', '...then take your time be don't forget about me...'.