Fuck it, she thought to herself, why shouldn't she try the same thing herself? Who knew when she'd have a chance like this again? She grabbed Ted's hand and led him to an open seat on the raft. What exactly was she going to do? At that point she wasn't thinking about what made sense, only what felt good. He sat down first and she instinctively sat on his lap, his cock now firmly pressed against her butt. She figured this wasn't much worse than the dancing they'd just done. She leaned forward against him on the seat, feeling his hard dick pressing against her labia. She felt him sigh...