Chapter 611

• It was a gorgeous, summer morning in southeast Arkansas. Like most summer mornings in that part of the country, it warmed up very quickly.... and by the time we were ready to start the day, it was already hot enough to go skinny dipping in the river to clean up.
• Over the years, my father and I had discovered several really great camping spots, and this one on the Cossatot River had become one of our favorites. One of the great things about this campsite was that it was deep in the woods and completely isolated.... it was raw nature, rather than a public campsite, and no one else ever came to this section of the river. Another great thing was that it widened at this section of the river.... almost into a lake.... with very little current, so that we could canoe or swim right by our campsite, and not get pushed downstream by the river’s running water.
• So, we both walked... naked... down to the riverside, right next to where our canoe was sitting, and stepped into the cool, crisp water to wash up. I noticed that my father couldn’t take his eyes off my wobbling boobs, as they jiggled around on my chest while we walked to the river, cleaned up, and walked back to our tent. I loved seeing the look on his face as he watched my swaying tits and stiff nipples.... especially when I bent over, causing them to swing freely beneath me. And I couldn’t help but enjoy the sight of his dangling cock.... sometimes flaccid; sometimes semi-hard.... bouncing up and down, and banging against his thighs as we moved around the campsite.