"You're one step from the deck!" she bluntly said. "Keep going and quit worrying!" she said.Noticing her smiling, as if she was waiting for my pants t... drop, I took the final steps backward so she could set her end of the table on the deck. With the last step I took, the heel of my shoe caught the cuff of my sweats and they rocketed to the deck floor, fully exposing my erect cock to her view. I instinctively looked at her, wondering what her reaction was going to be. She acted as if she didn't. She licked her lips, looking at his, trying to remember that taste. She'd been unable to classify it, and her emotions had been at such a boil that all she could think of doing was moving on, before she did something silly, like kiss him again. She'd wanted to. And when he had begged for another, she'd almost stopped. If Curtis hadn't been with them, she was sure she would have. She'd probably have let him do anything he wanted, right there on the trail.It was insane! She hadn't ever felt like. .."This is a disaster," Steven said over and over as his wife Barbie drove home from the reading of his grandmother's will. He could tell Barbie was sick of hearing him whine but couldn't help it. This really was a disaster!Steven's grandmother had invested half a million dollars in steamyfantasy.com, a porn website started by Steven and his twin sister Tia Marie. The only hitch was that the old bag took 80% of the ownership of the business in return for her investment. Tia Marie and Steven. If we fish in those holes, we should have a better chance of catching fish." She looked at me. "That makes sense. What do we do now?" I sat down on the white sand. "We prop our fishing rods on the sticks somebody left here and wait for the fish to bite. Even if nothing bites, it’s relaxing to sit beside the river, but the fish will bite." My prediction came true. By four o’clock, each of us had caught a half a dozen bream that weighed at least a pound each. As she was putting her latest catch.