Trevor took the runabout over to the boat ramp at Sandy Point after breakfast. Having Sandi, Josie and Carl join us for a few days would be fun and now that the whole incest thing was out in the open the possibilities were intriguing.
Becca, Sasha and Tinley cleaned up after breakfast and reorganized part of the stuff to make room for three more people. I swept and mopped the kitchen area and vacuumed the carpeted lounge and sleeping areas.
At 11:30 Tinley mixed up a batch of sangria. I attached the large custom-made banner across the roofline at the rear of the boat. It said "Fuck You"
Tinley came aft and stood with me looking toward the entrance to our cove. Trevor and the others should be here any minute. I studied Tinley's profile. Her cute little turned up nose was showing a bit of sunburn and her auburn hair had a few blonde highlights now. The color of her green eyes with the background of the blue water looked fantastic. My cock got a little heavier just admiring my daughter. She absently reached between her legs and scratched her pussy area.
"Eeew! Bristly!" she said. "I guess I've got to shave today."
She went into the houseboat and a few minutes later I saw her sitting on the beach with a razor and some shaving cream. I turned my binoculars to get a closer look.
"Dad! Stop it! You're going to make me cut myself!"
I kept watching, as though I hadn't heard her.
"Mom! Dad's watching me shave my pussy! Make him stop!"
She smiled at me and stuck out her tongue just as Becca came on to the rear deck with me. She quickly grabbed the binoculars and went back in to the cabin.
"Baby!" I yelled at Tinley.
"Fuck you!" she answered, playfully.
"Nice talk! Is that the same mouth you use to kiss your daddy and tell him you love him?"
"Yeah, it is. And it's the same mouth I use to suck his cock!"
I went into the houseboat and put selected Meatloaf's "Good Girls Go To Heaven (Bad Girls Go Everywhere)" on the CD player and cranked up the external speakers. Then I put a 600mm telephoto lens on my camera and I crept back out on to the deck and focused on Tinley. By now, Sasha had joined her on the beach and was grooming herself as well. I snapped a picture from the side of her bending over and adjusting a towel on the sand. It was a great picture of he huge melons as they swung beneath her chest. A few minutes later I saw Becca approaching the girls with a couple of soda and a bottle of sunscreen.
An hour later Trevor and the others appeared at the opening of the cove. The boat was very low in the water and moving slowly. Ten minutes later they slid on to the sand next to the houseboat.
"Ahoy you fuckers!" Carl bellowed.
It took a few minutes to unload their gear and the supplies they had brought. Along with a small duffel each, they had 3 large ice chests, two with just ice, and 10 blocks of ice not in chests, and one chest with meat, milk and other perishables with ice, and two cases of bottled water and two cases of wine coolers and a couple of bottles of tequila and more margarita mix.
"Damn! No wonder it took you guys so long to get here! You nearly sunk the boat!"
Trevor gave me a slightly impatient sideways glance as he and Carl hoisted one of the heavy ice chests on to the front deck. It seemed odd to see Carl, Sandi, Trevor and Josie with clothes on since none of us had been dressed for several days.
Sandi and Josie helped with the light stuff and I helped Carl and Trevor with the tonnage.
Josie is a beautiful woman with truly impressive looks. She is tall and slender with 38D fake tits. And they are perfect. Carl owns a trucking company so he has plenty of money to make sure she got a high quality boob job. Her ass is small and tight and you can tell she's never had kids by the heart-shape of her backside. Josie had been a showgirl in Vegas when they met, and her long legs showed just enough muscle to give them tone. Her stomach is flat and her neck and arms are also long and graceful. Her face is perfect with high cheekbones and a small fine nose. Her blonde hair is still long. Her eyes are gray with just a hint of blue.
Sandi is actually Carl's daughter from a previous marriage. Her mother was a stripper in Vegas and she was also beautiful. She was also tall, leggy and blonde, with blue eyes and a huge rack, but Lena's tits were real. She died while giving birth to Josie. Carl and Josie met when Josie was less than a year old and hooked-up shortly thereafter. Even though Josie was not Sandi's birth mother, she was the only mother the girl ever knew and they looked enough alike that nobody ever guessed that they were only related by marriage. Josie and Becca carried a folding canopy on to the beach and the girls and ladies put it up to provide some relief from the hot sun. Sandi followed behind with some chairs and Tinley and Sasha set up a table.
"Damn!" I said to Carl. "Sandi looks hotter every time I see her!"
"They all fuckin' look hot!" Trevor chimed in as he handed Carl and me beers and popped one open for himself. "I would love to get my cock into Aunt Josie!"
Carl looked at him with a kind of surprised expression. "Who's that other girl?" Carl asked.
We all wandered down to the beach just as Becca arrived with sandwiches and fruit and Sasha and Tinley struggled with an ice chest with drinks and ice.
By now the entire group was nude. I was very aware that Mr. Peter was waking up as I gave Josie and Sandi greeting hugs. I loved the feel of Josie's nipples as they pressed into my chest and I loved the way Sandi pressed her bare little pussy into my thigh as we hugged.
