When the boat flew over another wave, Troy's middle finger probed against her sensitive shitter as he clung to her wiggly bottom.
"Oh, you naughty boy!" she squealed with delight. "That tickles!"
Listening to her cries of joy, Troy decided to really give her something to squeal about. Parting the fleshy cheeks of her cute butt, he began poking his finger against her puckered asshole. Probing gently at the ring, her tight elastic hole slowly opened under the insistent pressure of his finger. Gently rotating his probing digit, he suddenly slipped it in to the first knuckle.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed with joy.
As he pushed harder, the boy's thick middle finger sank deeper into the soft buttery hotness of her asshole.
"Oh, Christ," she sobbed, pressing her hot open mouth against his lips. "That feels wild."
Moaning softly, she pushed her ass back against the slowly penetrating finger until it sank to the palm of his hand. Through the thin wall of flesh that separated her two holes, Troy could feel the underside of his bloated cock sliding in and out of her passion-drenched pussy. Groaning with excitement, the boy began twisting and screwing his finger around in the slippery hot moistness of her asshole.
"Ooooooh, honey!" she panted excitedly. "That feels so Goddamn good!"
Squirming her slippery shitter around his lewdly embedded finger, she continued frantically sliding her cunt up and down his hard juicer slickened cock.
"Eeeeaaaaggg!" she screamed as his obscenely impaled finger propelled her faster and faster over his rigid boner.
Writhing her hot dripping slit up and down on his prick while his finger stirred around deliciously in her slippery rectum, Heather could feel an orgasm building up in her loins.
"Oh shit, Troy!" she cried. "I'm gonna come, honey! I'm gonna come!"
Troy began pumping faster, knowing that his own ejaculation was only seconds away.
"Oh, shit!" he roared, thrusting his cock up, shooting a torrent of white hot jizz into her churning belly.
"Aaaiiiieeee!" she squealed as his hot cock-cream splattered against the walls of her cunt. "I'm coming! I'm commiiiinnngggg!"
As the stupendous climax exploded around her, she just clung to the boy as she stared up at the fleecy clouds skittering across the sky, still feeling his white-hot cum squirting into her spasming cunt.
It was only then that they heard the screaming siren of the patrol boat roaring up behind them. Heather barely had time to pull her dripping cunt up off his rapidly shrinking prick before the speeding launch drew up beside them. Before she even had time to pull her pants on, the patrolman had pulled up along side of them and tied his line on their boat.
"What's the matter?" asked Burk when the two boats were lashed together and their motors turned off.
"My God," gasped the officer. "You almost ran down a sailboat back there."
"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't see it."
"It's no wonder," he snapped. "I've never seen such crazy driving. I should lock you all up."
It was then that he saw the naked girl sitting between the two men for the first time.
"What the hell's going on here?" he gasped. "Nothing," spoke Heather for the first time. "Who's the kid?" he exclaimed. No one answered.
"Okay," he sighed. "I'll have to take you all in."
"Please, sir," said Heather in a pathetic voice. "May I talk to you alone. It's very important."
"Were these men trying to molest you?" he asked, staring at the naked girl.
"I don't want to talk in front of them," she said with tears in her eyes.
"Were they molesting you?" he repeated in a stern voice.
"Please let me on your boat so we can talk privately," she begged.
When he didn't answer, she stepped from Troy's boat into the launch.
"All right," he said. "What is it you have to say?"
"Not in front of them," she whispered, starting to unfasten the line.
"What are you doing?" he gasped.
"Sending them away for a few minutes so I can talk to you alone," answered, the girl throwing the line to the boys.
"Pick me up in a half hour," she shouted, giving them a wink.
"Whit the hell are you doing?" he shouted to her us Troy's boat moved away.
"Those bastards will be back," she smiled. "But I need to talk to you."
"All right," he sighed. "Did those men molest you?"
"Sorta," she answered.
"What do you mean?"
"Well," she grinned. "I'm a horny and I like to fuck, and that jerk shot his wad before I had a chance to come."
"That's all you have to say?" he stared with disbelief at the naked girl.
"Isn't that enough?" she whispered, looking up at him, seductively rotating her wicked hips. "When a girl fucks, she likes to come, too."
"What am I supposed to do about it?" he snapped, reaching for the ignition switch so he could follow the other boat.
"Put me," was her simple answer, knowing that seducing him was the only way to stop the patrolman from arresting the boys.
"My God!" he gasped. "I have a daughter older than you."
"Is she a good lay?"
"She's just a girl."
"Haven't you ever fucked her?" she asked, looking up at him with her big innocent eyes.
"Of course not," he shouted. "She's just a kid and she's my daughter."
"But kids are fun to fuck," she giggled. "You ought to try her. I'll bet you'd really love it."
"My God," he gasped. "I've never heard such filthy talk."
"Please fuck me," she whispered, lewdly parting her pink dripping cuntlips with her fingers. "You'll never find a hotter twat than mine."
As bizarre as the crazy nightmare was to the man, the girl's naughty conversation and the sight of her luscious slit was strangely exciting. She was only a horny girl, but those big turgid nipples sent a strange tingle through his balls. In spite of himself, he could feel his cock stirring and staffing to throb in his pants.
"Please fuck me," she whispered, stepping up close to him. "I need a real man, not jerks like those two creeps."
"You're out of your mind," he panted, her nearness making it hard for him to breathe.
"You really want to," she giggled, lightly touching his crotch. "You've got one helluva hard-on."
"Stop that!" he shouted, pushing her hand away.
"Don't slap at me!" screamed Heather, grabbing for his zipper. "Or I'll tell the boys when they get back that you raped me."
"Knowing you, they wouldn't believe it," he laughed.
"Knowing them," she sneered. "They'd love to testify against you."
Before the man fully realized what was going on, the girl had his fly open and his cock out in her hand.
"This is a real beauty," she whispered up to him, tenderly sliding his foreskin back and forth. "Just wait until it gets in my hot cunt."
As crazy as the whole thing was, the man suddenly knew he was going to fuck the girl and there was no way he could stop himself.
"What's your name?" she asked in a soft teasing voice as she tenderly stroked his throbbing cock.
"David Turner," he panted. "What's yours?"
"Heather," she whispered, "hot, fuckable Heather."
Staring down at the girl, he began slowly unbuckling his belt. By the time the man had lowered his pants and shorts, he was breathing like a bull. He couldn't remember ever being so excited in his life.
"Come on, David," she smiled, spreading herself out on the broad seat. "Pour it to me, honey."
Dropping to his knees between her soft thighs, he nosed the head of his swollen cock between her slippery young cuntlips.
"That's it, David, baby," she whispered. "Now fuck the hell out of me."
Letting out an animal-like roar, he slammed the full length of his prick up her tight gash with one wild thrust.
"Oh, baby!" she squealed, grasping his bare ass and pulling his cock even deeper into the hot wetness of her slippery cunt. "Me you gonna get a fuck!"
"I know! I know!" he panted, feeling the softness of her warm moist pussy-flesh sucking and clinging to his cock.
"And David," she whispered as he began thrusting his prick in and out of her tight young slit. "When you get home tonight, I think you should take your daughter to bed with you. You're probably both missing a lot."