Straight as a die it came down the middle of the stream, but the motion of the water beside it suggested that it moved slower than the river. As it le...t the shadow of the two buildings I saw that the boat was filled to the gunwales with white flowers – camellias or lilies or something similar – lying on them in a posture of repose was a girl. Early to mid-twenties was my first impression, followed rapidly by the thought that she must have been bloody cold wearing that thin, white, shiny,. "Ooohh yes, that's it Roger, I have been a bad girl" I say. "Shut up and suck my cock!" he replies, and then he flips the paddle over and starts smacking my ass with the wooden side. I can feel the sting with each swat. Then, suddenly, he pulls out of my mouth and walks around behind me. My juices are streaming straight down from my aching pussy. He kneels down underneath me and slurps it up like a piece of spaghetti. "So, you like this do you?" " Oh yes Roger" I feel his cock rubbing against. ” Crestfallen he stood, and kissed her, so near and yet so far, he now had more questions than so far, he had answers, it was heart breaking. She swept out, and he returned his now very stiff body to his bed, to think and to relieve himself once more. Next morning, breakfast taken in her bed she returned, father had gone off to London as usual for the next day or two, so she felt the coast was clear. The hall clock struck ten, the staff, as always were taking tea in the kitchen, as she whisked. I held her from behind and began unbuttoning her blouse. With each hook that I unbuttoned, the thrust of her boobs against the blouse increased due to their heaviness. I pulled out her blouse revealing her bare shoulders which were perfectly shaped with an absolutely clean underarm. She was smelling irresistible and made me feel intoxicated. I dug my face between her tits and took a deep breath of her under arms. Shipra pulled out my trousers and shirt. My Dick was waiting for her eagerly..