Sunday arrived, Catherine’s last day at the lake. Her name was Catharine and I had never met her before but my parents described her as a very quiet and shy girl. XXX The only thing that seemed to interest me was windsurfing and my twice daily jerk-off routine, which I sometimes dragged out as long as possible to heighten my interest level. Something had to be done about this I thought as I rubbed her cups against my bare skin, the feeling of silk and satin making my cock throb for more. Catharine smiled as she knelt down in front of me on the floor, her bathing suit still dripping wet as she batted her eyes up at me, licking her lips. I suddenly became aware that her nipples had protruded through her bathing suit, looking much much larger than ever as I stared at them, making her self conscious. Catharine smiled at me, our eyes meeting and then parting. “Ummmm, ummmm yes ummm I was, I’m
