She gasped when his hands moved over her skin at the top of her thighs and over the silk panties covering her ass. “Spread your legs,” he ordered... She hesitated, unwilling to expose her crotch to his searching hands. “Spread `em now or we’ll have to add ‘resisting arrest,’ and might even have to rough you up a bit.” She spread her feet slightly, feeling defeated and helpless. His hand moved between her legs against her crotch. Julie gasped, shocked, and squirmed helplessly, held firmly. He had the biggest dick I had ever seen. I gasped as I saw him beating his 9 inch and very thick dick. The noise I made turned his attention towards the door and to his shock he saw me watching him getting off. He tried to cover up quickly but he knew it was too late. But instead of making this an uncomfortable situation for the next day I decide to follow my instincts and walk into his room shutting and locking the door behind me. And so it began. He asked me what I was doing and to his reply. I drove us to one of my favourite spots for late season fishing on a tiny creek most people would pass by, but I knew the channel here was ten feet deep with strong current where small bait fish thrived and of course large predator fish were attracted and could be taken without too much hard work and of course I wanted to prove my fishing prowess to my new lover. First we set up the tent before I boiled a kettle of water to make a couple cups of coffee in battered tin cups to warm our insides. When the wheels touched down, I was conscious that I had to pee, really bad. The excitement and tension had gotten to me. I decided I didn't like Trans-Atlantic flights all that much.The passengers had all sensed how severe the storm had been and thanked us for getting them there safely. I wanted to thank Lisa too.We stayed with the aircraft to make sure it was cleaned up. The customs and immigration people in Spain were very nice and recognized my authority to carry in their country. I had.