I gave in when my husband, his name is Gary, thought we might be able to make money if we video tape my dogging adventure and put it on the internet. ...ell if I can make money fucking some guy in a park then I am all for it. So we planned this all out and went to a couple of parks and decided to do a trial run before we break out the camera. It was dusk and we got out of the car, Gary pulled his pants down and I pulled my dress up and squated down and started sucking his dick. Within minutes. ” She squeezed my hand that she was holding. We were seated at a table for four with the girls opposite each other.“I understand. If he doesn’t appreciate you in that dress though, he’s blind.”I grinned. “I can see real well.” She laughed with us, took our drink orders, and left us with the menus.Paul said, “They serve salad and breadsticks as long as you want them. Don’t fill up because the entrees are great. The veal is really good according to my parents. I’ve had the seafood and it’s. Helm ... and start the blowers.” I looked at our paid crew.“You lot! Strike the sails and put out some fenders, we must have caught a submarine.” I said, “They’ll be up eventually.”The monster we hooked wasn’t a submarine. Acipenser sturio the European sea sturgeon, the salt water sturgeon, is part of the aquatic life of the area. The one we hooked was a doozy ... easily 20 or so feet long and maybe 2000 pounds. Both engines at full throttle barely made headway. The ease it took splintering the. I loved the feeling of his cock thrusting into me at a different angle. He was pumping me faster and faster, his balls slapping against me. He released my hands and grasped my breasts roughly, squeezing them hard. I moaned as I came, excited by the feeling of being totally under his control.The fact that I could not see Joe's face made it more exciting to me. My imagination ran wild! I pictured Dave fucking me, then letting his dad Bill have a turn, then Joe, then another man I didn't know."Oh,.