The fish were huge. Even with the mechanically assisted rods, the fish were god’s own heavy. Sometimes I barely had my line back into the water befo...e it seemed like I had bagged another one.The proper action was to fling the fish onto the main deck. The deck workers would eventually knock it with a billy club and kill it, and then manhandle it into the tank. When the tank got full, we’d take a break while the skipper and deck boys emptied the tank into a holding freezer, with the help of a. He was almost trembling, instead of trying to hide his hard cock; he started rubbing it and massaging it up and down over his coveralls, I seem to have been enjoying torturing the poor village guy, and by then I could clearly see the outline of his cock under his overalls, which looked at least a foot long and very think to me.Being a fan and a lover of huge black cocks, I was going nuts myself, I felt I was torturing myself along with him, I had to put an end to it right away, if he could. I took his cock in my hand and guided it into me. I worked it in slowly, enjoying every inch. His hands were on my hips and thighs, feeling my stockings and running up my back, firm and tender at the same time.As I took him deeper, his hand moved up and slipped the thin straps off my shoulders. He pulled the nightie slowly down very gently exposing my nipples which were hypersensitive and so hard, I gasped as he pinched them both gently between his fingers. He lifted his head and I bent forward. "She said she'd love to have me with her when her baby is born." Mom and Dad both had tears in their eyes, too."Sometimes that girl surprises even me," Dad said. He kissed both his women thoroughly. I took the opportunity to follow his example.After dinner, we talked late into the night. I explained what we wanted to do with the barn. We had enough cash left in our construction account to do the planned addition of the front porch. In fact, Ron already had his crew slated to come out and do the.