I tell him so, and he tells me he loves me more for it. He lets go of me and I hear the faint sound of his belt coming off, and his zipper coming undo...e. I feel my heart race again; I know he’s finally going to fuck me like a good slut. He reaches down, taking my legs and lifts them up on his shoulders, holding me in place. He bounces me slightly against him; I can feel his cock hit me every so often. He teases me more, knowing how badly I want him inside me. I look at him, with pleading eyes,. I didn't dwell on it, naturally. Even at a camp where everyone is naked all the time, there are limits. I lifted my gaze as she finished her turn toward me, and got the shock of my life."Dawn?" I muttered as I stared at Linda's nineteen-year-old daughter, standing naked on the trail next to my camp."There you are," she said, and broke out into a smile."Dawn?" I said again, too stunned to think."Uh huh. I'd ask how it's hangin', but I can see," she answered, and then giggled. "Nice."Boy, that. If it was stronger than that, she'd be in real trouble.She looked down at her breasts. She couldn't see her breasts, because the life jacket was covering them. She wondered if her nipples were poking through the suit. Who would have thought her breasts could bring THAT much pleasure? She still couldn't believe it had happened. She looked around. The lake looked the same. The boathouse looked the same. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. Everything looked completely normal, but she didn't see how. I entwined my arms around him and my hands docked onto his head. "I love big boobs." His face rubbed right up against my tits. As that was music to my ears, I formed a nice grip on his head. His tongue stuck out and slipped right into the crack between my tits. "That's the spot." I kissed the top of his head. "Tickle this MILF." Then his tongue began caressing right in the crack. My lungs zapped into overdrive. "You are gonna make me cum from tickling me, Bruce. Keep going." My pussy clenched.