Chapter 694 Crazy Hookup With Camp Counsellor:>>Ep22

• Locking my lips to Carol's, I let go of the dock so I could use that hand to grasp her ass, and we sank below the surface. We kept up the kiss for as long as we could, but we were both a little out of breath before we sank, and soon we both released each other entirely and burst back to the surface, our need for air even greater than our need for each other.
• Carol shook her eyes clear of water, coughed a little, then a small shiver ran through her. She grabbed the dock and pulled herself upward. The sight of her naked form emerging from the pond, water cascading off her curves, was fucking incredible. She turned and sat on the edge of the platform, legs dangling into the water. I stared up at her from the water. I might have literally drooled, but it was hard to tell with water dripping down from my hair.
• I swung around in front of her, treading water. Then my feet found the underwater support structure for the dock. I hooked my toes over it, and my hands were free. I reached out and grasped one of her long, slender feet. It was one of the little quirky acts of silliness that made Carol such an endearing boss that she always wore her toenails painted in Camp Dickinger orange. You only saw that on the rare occasions that she took swim duty, but we all noticed. I kissed those toes.