Frank was able to gain enough line to get the fish within about fifty feet of the boat. Brad reversed the boat and backed down on the fish as Frank re...led in line. The waves broke over the transom, soaking all of us.Erin and I stood against the transom and waited for the fish to get close enough to tag. I told Cindy to get the camera out of the cabin and take some pictures. Erin stood with the tag pole poised to poke the fish."Just be patient, Erin. You have to wait until you have a clear shot. We started eating hungrily, chatting about ourselves. When the dishes were retired, Sandy stood up and took off all her clothing. I was overwhelmed, and I felt my cock was starting to raise again. Sandy noticed and told me seriously, "I don’t like beggars." "What do you mean?" "That you won’t cum until I say so!" I loved it when she got bossy like that, but I didn’t think she was going to make me cum again so easily. She then ordered me to lay on the floor face up. She stood up and started. With his free hand he reached forward and started rubbing her clit. That was all it took for her to cum. She gabbed his legs for support as her muscles contracted and she was overwhelmed with pleasure. She moaned and panted as she was hit with wave after wave.After a few moments of sitting motionless on top of Brad she sat up and turned around to look at him. “That’s twice now you got me off. I think its time I got you off now. So tell me, do you want to stick that magic stick back in my pussy,. .. and with the TV blaring?" Hey, you with the red hair!" A voice suddenly said."Huh?" Washu started. Turning around."I don't know why you are here, but maybe you can help me out?!" Washu took a moment to visibly blush, realizing it was a character on TV. A kind of animated anthropomorphised butterfly, with a shock of equally impossible red hair."Boy, I wish I still had all my legs!" The butterfly which Washu seemed to recall was named Beatrice, (LIKE SHE CARED!) was sighing."Then I could learn.