I didnt let on to my friends what I was doing. I figured the less people that knew the less chance off us getting caught. And they started getting shi...ty with me as I was spending less and less time with them. So one weekend I decide to spend time with my mates and skip my weekend with Carla.Saturday morning I went round to John's (my mate) house and called for him. I knocked on the door and his Mum answered. Now John's Mum was a MILF, I think the same age as my Auntie Helen, about 33, she was. I had a day off work and drove down to meet Jayne at the marina where her boat was moored. It was a lovely sunny day although a little cool. I parked up and she showed me the way to her boat, then showed me round it. It was about 35 foot long, going down the stairway at the back into a kitchen area, then into a sitting area, before going through a curtain into a bedroom with a double bed. It was all very different to me, but was cosy.We decided to take the boat along the canal for a while, so. Yunh ... yunh ... I think so? Are yuh gonna? Like? Are yuh gonna make me cum like yuh done before? Yunh. I think I'm 'most ready."The big, young girl was lying flat on her back with her legs spread wide apart. The immoral young man was now being careful not to bring her to a climax and was alternating the pressure from his cock tip between her clit and the boiling hot entrance to her tender vagina. As he pressed on and slightly into her sensitive cuntal aperture, he could barely restrain. I wore dresses after that first night. I knew to expect a hand up my skirt whenever I bent over or had my hands full. I discovered many creative ways of placing myself at their mercy. Billy was the best at getting inside my panties and fingering my horny cunt. Stevie was more into looking.Their antics progressed over time. On my fourth visit, they wrestled my panties from me. I only fought for appearances sake. They got good at divesting me of my panties. I got good at helping them without.