“Yes, and I would have a difficult time with that! So do not worry.”Soon it was time to see what luck we would encounter, so Tommy dropped the fir...t clam-baited rig down into the depths. A minute later I climbed down and joined him with my own line.“All the way to the bottom, until you feel the sinker hit,” Heather advised.“It did just now, lass.”“Ok, reel in to take in the slack. You can feel it with your finger.”Tommy followed the instructions and soon had a taut line.“Something pulled!” he. Your collared shirt was on point buttoned neatly down the front and tucked into your freshly ironed trousers. You finished the look with a black belt with silver clasp. I on the other hand looked a bit more daring, a bit more sultry. I wanted your eyes on me for the entire night and I had tried my best to dress the part. I had chosen a black and white polka dot button down shirt, with a lace black camisole underneath. The camisole showed off my heaving cleavage nicely which was dusted with a. I reached over and put my hands on his thighs rubbing it up and down, pulling the end of his shorts and brushing his crotch and resting cock. I could feel his cock growing in size so I crawled up the leg opening of his pants and began softly massaging his stick as he closed his eyes and licked his beautiful lips. I took my seatbelt off and leaned over, pulling down his waistband and exposing his beautiful cock to the morning sunlight. It was gorgeous and uncircumcised. I pulled back the. Our fishing expedition forgotten, I could wait no longer; I slid a finger beneath her panties to bury it in the juicy slit between her cunt lips. My finger slid with incredible ease between her lips and plunged into the warm, wet folds of her cunt. Spreading her lips with my fingers I began to circle about her tight pussy, delving into the myriad folds of her vagina, circling her love hole on a wave of flowing cunt juice. Every once in a while I drove my finger deep into her while I drew her.