"Look!" she giggled, "It's getting fatter already! I do this to my brother sometimes. He

likes it. I sneak in his room in the morning before he gets up. He pretends to be sleep, and I jiggle it until that white stuff squirts out!"

If anything had been lacking to quickly elevate my cock from its still rather sonomulent and recumbent position this opportune and disingenuous confidence fulfilled the requirement.

In instant response to the aphrodisiacal picture her words evoked it straightened out in turgid erection.

Spreading my coat out to protect her bottom from the rough ground'I placed myself between her arched knees and a moment later, to the accompaniment of tremulous sighs and other expressions of delectation on her part, my cock was sliding back and forth between the tight folds of the mysterious domain which babies struggle to get out of and men pass most of their lives trying to get back into.

Resting my weight upon my hands on the ground, I looked down into the flushed face below. Her distended eyes and gasping breath told me that she was close to orgasm, and when a second later her legs flew up to clasp themselves across my back and her arms tightened around my neck I drove in the few final thrusts which were necessary to complete our mutual ecstasy.

Slowly I picked myself up from the ground.

We dusted and straightened out our disordered clothing, and returned to the boat.

No sooner had my companion seated herself than she arose again to exclaim in dismay:

"My panties! I forgot to put them back on!"

So back we went to where they were lying in solitary abandon, and as she stepped into them, I struck a match and glanced at my watch. It was exactly eleven o'clock.

"It's after nine-thirty now, isn't it?" she inquired anxiously.

"A little." I admitted.

Again we returned to the boat and were soon gliding shoreward.