“Yes, my wife and I write articles about my fishing adventures for the magazine as we travel all over. Do you and your brother fish?”“We were lo...king for a store where we could buy some fishing tackle. Do you know of one here in Kansas City?” Eli asked.“I sure do. Do you mind if we accompany you? I’d be glad to help you select the best rods, reels, lures and flies on the market, that is if you don’t mind.”“Sure, we’d like that. We’ve never owned fishing tackle other than a cane pole, with a. I bathed our daughter and then first watched some tv with her, before she fell asleep. I carried her to her bed and then went to have a shower and hopped into bed as well, falling asleep soon afterwards. I woke up to my husband playing with my pussy. He started to make me real horny as I slowly widen my legs for him as he fingered me. Soon my body was tensed and I was moaning as he brought me to orgasm with his finger in me rubbing in my G spot at 2am in the morning. I turned to him to give him. Then I took the little chains and attached the clamps to my pert nipples. My face made a wince from the pain.Next out of the bag was a set of ankle cuffs with a hobble chain attached. I put them on straight away and noticed that the chain only allowed about two feet of movement. I then pulled out of the bag a small collar. It was also made of leather with metal studs and a hook. This one obviously was supposed to tighten around my manhood. I took the last one and fastened it around the. Just full enough to make the perfect fit with his, he thought. Their lips parted. It seemed like an hour that she stared into his eyes as he stared into hers. There were no words. Only trembling, and the water wasn't cold.This time she wrapped both arms around him and kissed him full on the mouth. Still, both of their lips remained closed. Her eyes were closed also. But he was watching her glistening brown body as the water lapped around her shoulders, and waned, as if her skin had been waxed!.