“What are you doing? Somebody can see us,” she winced.“Shhh. There’s nobody, we’re alone. Relax and enjoy.” I felt lace panties under my f...ngers. I moved my hand down to rub her pussy and the panties were wet. “Oh yes, you are wet. So, I’m not the only one who likes this,” I whispered, chuckling.She began rocking her hips, “Mmh, I like it very much. But I fear somebody could see us,” she replied with shortness of breath.“Let me worry about it, ok?” I said kissing her neck. I moved my hand under. She recalled the touches and feelings of her early lovers. She wanted to rediscover the joy of pure pleasure and knew instinctively that she could as she saw the siblings in a passionate, animalistic lovemaking.She had felt her body release as those memories and desires flooded her mind. The spell only broken when she unconsciously released the book and papers in her arms, the loud thud of it hitting the floor and making the two aware of her presence.Alicia had known immediately that the two. I did not refuse the offer. She looked at Fran then at me as if to ask, “Okay if I kiss Fran that way too?”I nodded. Fran enjoyed her kiss as much as I did.Robert moved away from the stove pointing to his ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron and clearing his throat. I took the hint. His kiss was as wet as Roberta’s. He also pulled me close. I was sure what I felt was not a pickle in his pocket. Fran’s kiss was also wet but without the lower body contact. I was sure Fran wanted that additional contact.I asked. Scrambling to get up with soaking wet hair and excited to the possibilities. I shed my clothes and inched over the side of the boat and submerged to this location with a small rope. When I got to the bottom of the creeks depths with my eyes open I could see only darkness. Putting my hand in front of my face I couldn’t even see my wiggling fingers. But feeling around the muddy bottom I felt the metal boat motor and tied the rope to it quickly and surfaced into the brightness. I pulled the motor.