Slowly and silently they paddled across the moonlit lake toward the island where Ruth and her family lived. If all were well no one would have noticed...her absence during the night. Of course, the same was true about Matt's absence as well. From the sounds he didn't hear, all was well at her place.About half an hour later Matt gently edged the Old Town canoe onto the small beach area off to the side of his family's camp on Follensby. Sliding his paddle to the bottom of the boat he equally gently. Nor did we care at that moment if they were sitting in the room watching us. Nothing was going to stop us from allowing each other to enjoy the other person's body. Lost somewhere between lust and passion the rhythms of sex began for both of us. There were soft cries of pleasure and louder moans and sighs of lust as our bodies merged and then pulled back only to merge again! feeling the intense enjoyment that only comes from good sex. It was hard to get inside her. She felt like I was tearing. "Do you like it Rick?" Miss Snow ask in her oh so sweet voice of hers. I couldn't say or do anything, I just stood there my eyes fixed on the screen. "I think that you do," I heard her say. I now was aware of the budge in my pants.I jumped when I felt her hands touch me. If this is a dream please don't let me wake up I thought. I felt her unzip my pants, then her hand went into them pulling out my hard cock. This has to be a dream I thought as I felt her hot wet lips touch the head of my penis.. "Say it plain," Leslie admonished. "I'm a total slut."When Lesa got control of her laughter, she apologized. "Sorry, dear. I'm not laughing at your problem. It's a classic, recurring issue between the sexes. Even though you literally show your ass in public from time-to-time, it's just current fashion, not being a slut. You're a well-mannered young woman. Besides, Jake is likely confused because for most males, having access to a sexy slut is not a good thing; it's a GREAT thing. They love it!".