By good afternoon, they were prepared and packed for the fishing trip. The plan was to camp in a tent near the lake, and go on a boat first thing in the morning.

They talked a lot during the ride, and joked around. Ben was some way Thomas More unbend then usual, glad even. They had a late dejeuner in a diner in which Lilly still pretended to be a boy and even went to the boys convenience. They were both treating it as a secret plan, and a shared secret which nobody knew apart from them.

Finally they arrived at the lake and started to unpack. Ben did the collapsible shelter, and Lilly prepared the rest, including sleeping matte and sleeping bags. After that Ben sat with a beer given to him by Lilly, and sat in a foldable chair, as Lilly took a swimming in the lake.

She wore a boy 's boxer shorts, and a shirt, which wrapped her body as she got wet. She shouted and waved to her uncle, giving him a good display. She smiled to herself as she noticed he placed his hat over his mole to hide his erection.

She teased him a bit more, and then stepped out of the water. She walked to him slowly, lifted his hat, and took it on. She playfully modeled the hat for him, while he tried to bewitch it and cover himself at the same time.

She turned around, and sat on his wooden leg, with her back to him. She pretended to be straddling a horse, holding her hat like she seen mass do on rodeos. Ben, although abashed by his erection, played into her game and moved his legs up and down, tossing her up.

She moved more back, grinding her ass on his dick.

-- - `` Billy, I ... ''

-- - `` I could be a cowboy, you know ? '' -- - she said grinding even more.

-- - `` Yes, but ... ''

-- - `` What 's up ? ``

-- - `` I do n't call up ... you 're sitting on my ... ''

-- - `` Oh, I 'm terribly sorry '' -- - she said climbing off of him -- - `` I got you wet. '' -- - she took a towel and started to rub his legs.

-- - `` No ... hitch ... '' -- - he took the towel from her manus and got up, covering his groin with the towel.

-- - `` OK. Do it yourself, you stubborn man. '' -- - she smiled -- - `` I 'll change, '' -- - she said taking off her wet shirt in front man of him -- - `` and set some dinner for us '' -- - she positioned herself so that he would not see her arm tattoo, and dried herself.

-- - `` billy, do n't peel here ... ''

-- - `` Why ? You 've seen me naked many times. '' -- - she said -- - `` and besides, we 're all boys here. '' -- - she smiled, getting a dry shirt on.

-- - `` But ... '' -- - Ben started to say, but was cut of by the ken of Lilly turning her spine to him, and taking her boxershorts off.

He just stood there, and looked at her defenseless ass, as she dried herself. She took her clock time and leaned on role, before donning on a dry pair of boy Jockey shorts, and some shorts. She then just turned back and rewarded his stare with a smile.

-- - `` You like how I look in these shorts, uncle ? ``

-- - `` I ... Yes. You look great, nightstick. ``

She smiled to herself, as she was glad she did n't overdo it with the wet shirt and nakedness. She did n't sustain much of a bust yet, but still that could be enough to fracture the Billy-spell and be a turn-off for her uncle.

She prepared a nice dinner for them, learning how to use the kitchen stove, etc. As they sat to eat they talked a lot about tomorrow 's fishing.

-- - `` Uncle ? Do we have to use two tents ? ``

-- - `` I mean, I already put up both of them.

-- - `` I know. But would n't we fit in the big one ? ``

-- - `` Sure, it 's just that normally there are two of you cousins with me, and they sleep together in the modest collapsible shelter, and I sleep in the bighearted one. ``

-- - `` I 'm sorry. I just ... '' -- - she said shyly -- - `` I 'm kind of afraid to sleep alone in the Sir Henry Wood. ``

-- - `` Oh. ``

-- - `` Do n't occupy. I 'll handle. I 'm a big boy now. ``

-- - `` You can kip with me, if you want. ``

-- - `` Really ? ``

-- - `` Yeah. '' -- - he said -- - `` And besides, it will be also warmer this way. ``

Lilly cleaned the dishes, as Ben prepared the lines and sportfishing gat for tomorrow. She then moved her sleeping bag to his collapsible shelter, and changed to her two musical composition pyjamas.

As it was still hot, she just laid in the tent on her tummy, relaxed.

-- - `` Uncle, could you stroke me, like yesterday ? '' -- - she asked, making Ben flustered.

-- - `` Yes ... '' -- - he said, deciding to change into his sleeping knickers outside of the collapsible shelter. -- - `` In a minute. ``

-- - `` OK. But hurry up, as I 'll real sleepy. '' -- - she lied.

When Ben came into the collapsible shelter and closed all the zip fastener, Lilly was pretending to be nearly numb. Just as he stroked her back she smiled, and fell asleep.

As the previous clip, Ben progressed his stroking in the dour collapsible shelter, making it longer and longer, until he was cupping her small firm ass. He caressed her ass, and she made sure he thought she 's sound asleep, and do n't listen. After some fondling through the material of her pyjamas, he slipped his hand under the band. As she left his finger align with her ass crack, she moved just a bit. She moved the leg that was further from him to the side of meat, turning her ass a bit in his direction. As she did that his big hand was cupping her whole ass, and his middle finger's breadth landed between her ass cheeks.

He froze. She was afraid she spooked him, but tried to make a reassuring mumble in her `` kip ''. She hugged her pillow, and relaxed her ass. He took that as a good sign, and started to caress her ass again. She enjoyed the attending, but tried to be as relaxed as possible, not to make him break. His middle finger run across her asshole respective times, until it stopped at the ingress, and started to name cold-shoulder circles around it. She moaned through her `` sleep '', and he froze again. When he was certain she was n't awake, he continued his assault.

She relaxed her ass, but suddenly his script disappeared. For a second there, she thought he decided it was too wild, but then she felt his hand getting back in her pant, and she felt that he licked his his middle finger and it was wet this time. `` That 's very considerate of him '' she thought to herself, as she felt the finger's breadth gently probe her ass.

As he moved his finger around, and in and out, she moaned hugging her pillow. Just enough to suggest to him she enjoyed it, but not enough for him to be afraid she 'll wake up. Not that she did n't relish that. It was erotic as hell.

He was laying on his left incline, fondling her with his veracious hand. She could feel him trying to stroke himself with the other hand, but to no help. He took his right paw out of her pants, and started to stroke himself to Lilly 's disappointment. But then she felt him turn even more, and stroke her ass with his dick. He started to move his shaft between her ass cheeks. He quickly got into it, and tried to let down her pants, to stroke himself on her bare skin, but in her status it was hard. As he straddled her, she mumbled in her `` kip '', and turned to lay matt on her stomach, with her legs together.

He froze again, but then his hot pants got the better of him, and he slipped Lilly 's trouser down, and aligned his dick with her ass tornado. She felt him hump her, which felt variety of skillful, and jacking himself off with her underside. As he made longer and deeper apoplexy, she moaned in her `` sleep '', which at that stage just encouraged him more.

On every stroke she clenched her buttocks just a bit, wanting to wee-wee it more pleasurable for him. But not enough to make him suspect she 's awake. He grunted, and came all over her back.

-- - `` Shit. '' -- - he said under his breath -- - `` diddly-shit. '' -- - he repeated as he climbed off of Lilly, and started to search for a towel or table napkin in panic.

'' Again. What a paying attention guy. '' Lilly thought to herself. Ben tried to wipe his cum of with a tissue.

-- - `` Uncle ... '' -- - said Lilly in a sleepy voice.

Ben froze with the tissue paper in hand. She passed him her shirt from the day, closing her eyes again.

-- - `` You can wipe it off with my shirt '' -- - she said trying to vocalize sleepy and not very aware.

-- - `` Thanks. '' -- - said Ben, not knowing if she knew what he did and what was on her back.

He swiped off his cum from her back, and threw the shirt out of the tent. As he did that Lilly pulled her gasp up, and covered her back, pulling down her pajama top. She still felt a wet grime on her back.

-- - `` Do n't delay up, uncle, '' -- - she mumbled and dug herself under her unzipped sleeping bag -- - `` we 're going fishing tomorrow. ``

He smiled, pulled his pant up and laid to sleep.

Ben slept very well, not even noticing Lilly getting out of the tent and saying her prayer, or her attaching her silent zapping alarm-clock. He woke up in the morning to the sound of sizzling and smell of eggs.

He quickly remembered shoemaker's last night, and rushed to find the cum soaked shirt. He found it already hanged to dry on a line.

-- - `` Do n't occupy. I already washed it. '' -- - said Lilly smiling -- - `` It was a bit crustlike by the cockcrow, but washed well. ``

Ben was lost as he could not say if she knew or not what was staining the shirt. He did n't want to dig deeper into the subject, afraid that if she did n't fuck, he would ignite her curiosity.

-- - `` What 's for breakfast ? '' -- - he said wanting to commute the subject.

-- - `` Omelet. '' -- - she said putting an omelet on his home -- - `` But hurry up, sleepy boy, as were supposed to be on the lake soon. ``

-- - `` You 're veracious, I got up late. But I slept very well. ``

-- - `` No wonder, after what you did yesterday. ``

Ben froze with a piece of omelette on his fork.

-- - `` You know. drive and putting up the tents. '' -- - she said smiling.

Ben relaxed and continued to eat.

-- - `` What about your omelet ? '' -- - he asked realizing she 's not preparing another but tidying things for the boat trip.

-- - `` I ate already sleepyhead. I got up early. '' -- - she said -- - `` I wake up easily. '' -- - she commented, giving Ben a wink.

Ben did n't know if she was referring to yesterday, or day before. But again he did n't want to dig deeper. After he ate he prepared the lastly affair while Lilly washed the mantrap, and they embarked on their boat.

Ben was rowing the boat, and Lilly looked at his heftiness with googly eyes.

-- - `` Can you evidence me how to row ? '' -- - she said and without waiting for an answer, went and sat on Ben 's bench, between his legs, and placing her script on the oars.

-- - `` Yes, I think I can. '' -- - said Ben, suddenly very aware of her body touching his.

He helped her rive the oars, all while her back firmly rested on his pot. It was clearly turning him on, as she soon felt his hawkshaw set on the dorsum of her ass.

Most of the fishing misstep she did not twit him too much, and listened with attendance about sportfishing. She was a prompt assimilator and she caught two dainty Pisces. Ben was pleased with her care and the results.

After they were done, they started to row the boat back. Sometime before reaching a shore, Ben pointed to Lilly something interesting in the weewee. When she stood up, and peeked overboard, Ben pushed her with his substructure into the pee. She screamed from surprise, but then laughed. She then swam behind the gravy holder all the way to the shore.

She was quite sealed, that apart from just making jokes with her, he also wanted to see her wet, like yesterday. She complied, and walked out of the water only when he was done securing the boat and looking at her.

She felt his optic on her body, all the way, while she got out of the water and walked past him. Knowing he was watching, she took her t-shirt off, and then slipped out of her boxers. She walked bare naked to her towel, and dried herself. Her tattoos were n't visible only because she was standing with her back to Ben.

She then dressed again in some make clean apparel, and started to prepare dinner party. She cooked the fishes they caught, and they ate them. They went to sleep, and again Ben molested her ass. This time she said that she was too hot last dark, and asked Ben to get into one of his big t-shirts to sleep. On her small body it looked like a night gown. This meant her ass was directly approachable. He again humped her between her ass brass, but this fourth dimension she could spread her legs for him, and he could position himself between her legs. He was so into the act he did n't notice when she lifted the make-shift robe even further for it not to get soaked in cum.

When Ben came this time, he just collapsed to the side and fell asleep before doing anything with the cum he deposited on her binding. `` Men '' thought Lilly to herself.

She scooped some of the cum and licked her digit clean. She then took her shirt again and wiped her back clean. She went out of the tent into the all the way night and said her prayers and attached her Wake Island up device.

She then went back to sleep besides Ben.

Next day Ben woke up and became terrified by the realization of what he did, and that he did n't even scavenge Lilly 's spine. He sprung out of the tent, and found Lilly preparing breakfast and saw that another shirt was hanging to dry.

-- - `` You have to watch what you 're doing uncle, I may just run out of dry shirts. '' -- - she said with a smile.

Ben was nearly certain she knew and she was teasing him. But then she said :

-- - `` You know, pushing me into the body of water. That was rude. '' -- - she said laughing.

He relaxed again. He sat and waited for his breakfast. Some dainty scrambled orchis landed on his plate.

After they ate breakfast, they packed their affair and just stayed for a bit more. Lilly managed to sway Ben to swim. They laughed and played in the water. Lilly mocked trying to get Ben 's boxers off, making him chase her in the piddle to do the same. He dived and caught her ass and peg underwater. Their sport was one-half innocent messing around and half flirting and teasing.

They then played catch, where they were they were throwing a old floating pin to themselves. Ben was throwing it hard, and Lilly was always throwing it just a bit. It was on intention. Every meter the marijuana cigarette did n't go all the way t Ben, she went and fetched it for him saying sorry. After just a few fourth dimension she started to convey it to him without even trying to have. At the Lapp time he was throwing it always above her, so she never managed to catch it.

-- - `` Here, bow-wow. Here '' -- - he mocked her as the game turned from throw and catch to him just throwing her a pin like a dog.

Hearing that, he placed the stick in her lip, and swam the rest of the way holding it between her teeth. He smiled at that and threw it even further. This time, she fetched it in her teeth the whole way.

-- - `` in effect boy '' -- - he rewarded it with a pat on the head.

When they came out, Lilly came first, swaying her ass, then came Ben staring at her the whole time.

-- - `` Now I do n't even experience to pull your pants off to see what 's interior. '' -- - she commented looking at him and smiling.

Ben realized that the wet boxers were showing pretty much everything. And his cock was half-hard. He quickly used his hat to blot out it in shame.

-- - `` You should n't be shy about it. '' -- - said Lilly, turning her back to him and taking off her clothes -- - `` If I would have one that big I would let it swing free. '' -- - she dried herself and pulled on some shorts -- - `` And besides, it 's not like I have n't seen it. ``

When she turned back, Ben was naked, and was drying himself with a towel. She smiled at him, staring suggestively at his junk.

-- - `` That 's Thomas More like it. '' -- - she said putting on her shirt from the maiden day -- - `` I hope I washed all the cum out. ``

-- - `` What ? '' -- - Ben exclaimed nearly pissing himself.

-- - `` I said I hope I washed all the stain out. '' -- - she said showing her shirt -- - `` From the shirt I mean. ``

-- - `` Ah. OK. I see. '' -- - he said nervously. He did n't want to dig into the field of study in case he just heard wrong.

-- - `` Wan na bet catch just a bit more ? '' -- - she said showing the control stick they were playing with in the lake.

Ben took the marijuana cigarette, and threw it. Lilly ran behind it and as she found it she took it into her backtalk and ran back. When she back she knelt at Ben 's feet and allowed him to take the stick from her mouth. As he did, she lifted her custody like a doggy would do, solicit, and panted.

He liked this plot, and after few throw he ordered her to `` sit '' and went to the car. He brought a old apprehension and fastened it around her neck. She barked in pleasure and licked his hand.

They played catch two more time and got in the car and left. On their way they stopped at a burger junction for dinner.

-- - `` You have your collar still on. '' -- - said Ben when Lilly got out of the car.

-- - `` I know. '' -- - said Lilly with a pixilated smile and went to open the door for Ben -- - `` Am I a good boy ? ``

-- - `` Yes you are. '' -- - he entered the eating place and Lilly followed.

They sat in a booth, hidden from former people 's sentiment and ate. While the waiter was n't looking, Lilly was sneaking under the tabular array and Ben fed her Fry from his hand. By that time it was completely raw for them that she went to the men 's wash room. When she came back from the bathroom, a popsicle ice-cream she ordered for dessert was waiting for her. She made a display of eating it, sucking on it, licking, and taking it deep into her mouth.

By the time she was finished Ben was red on his look, as he just could not avert his eyes from the spectacle.

-- - `` Good ice-cream ? ``

-- - `` Yes. But they were quite diminished. I 've seen a vainglorious popsicle this morning, and I would just know to take in on that goliath. '' -- - she said with a wink.

Ben turned even more red, but passed this scuttlebutt without a answer. He was never trusted if she was joking or flirting or teasing. He was only sure of one thing, it was turning him on.

As they rode in his cartridge truck, they both sat on the front end wide bench. Lilly soon dose off to sleep, laying her brain on his thigh. His big bridge player stroking her straits gently.

Soon his manus stroked her back, and then her ass, and finally landed under her shorts, which she conveniently unfastened before laying down. As the route was calm, his manus started to slowly molest her bum. After a short break for putting some spin on his fingers, she felt him joggle his midsection finger in her cocksucker. After some movement, another finger joined it.

She did n't enjoy anal. It hurt and it was kind of dry most of the meter. She liked the degradation, and the notion of being used, but partly because it was hurtful, and not pleasurable to her. But she sort of enjoyed Ben 's molestation. It was pleasant and gentle. Although in her mind, that was more then she deserved, and dreamed of him just fucking her hard with his big cock.

As she felt his hand leave her pants, she was kind of disappoint. But then she felt that he 's unbuckling his pants, to jack one off while driving. She had to interfere. Besides it being quite dangerous, she had her architectural plan, not to allow him to masturbate from now on. She hope it would lay down him finally fuck her. She did n't a good deal like the conception of her, manipulating a man, but that were her professional orders.

She moved a bit, and yawned. He quickly stopped. As she got up from his leg, he tried to blot out his penis in his underwear, and heave up his trousers.

-- - `` Let me help you with that. '' -- - said Lilly closing his knickers, and buckling his bash -- - `` You 've got the route to watch. ``

Ben did n't have any good explanation for his undetermined pants, so he did n't say anything, and hoped the issue wo n't come up .