Suddenly, they both went sort of rigid followed by much motion, and finally some cries of either agony or ecstasy. With that, we looked at each other and nodded that it was time to return to the raft and resume sawing. We now thankfully stepped ashore and quickly noticed some grape vines we could use to tie the raft up in case we ever wanted to return and try to paddle it back upstream. With her naked above the waist, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t notice the two little half-lemon-sized breast that she had developed along with some very stiff nipples pointing out from them. Again, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t notice her little hairless slit, but most of my attention was on the task at hand. “I don’t know what I just experienced, but I guess this is another question for my older cousin, certainly not my mother.”
With that, we checked and found that many of her clothes had dried enough that putting them on didn’t feel like donning a wet bathing suit.
