His long sturdy looking legs were planted in the sand and his upper body moved like a dancer’s, gracefully working the long rod back and forth as 50...or 60 feet of line shot out. The muscles of his arms and back tensed and relaxed with the rhythm of the cast. Less boring I thought. He released the cast and that clump of feathers landed 60 feet out in the bay with a tiny splash. He began pulling in the line with his left hand, holding the long rod up with his right. Suddenly the water about 40. Grabbing a long stick she lifted it up and poked Tamis pussy with it making her squeak in surprise and shoot a playful glare down at her. She yanked out a few more branches and threw them down to Greta who caught them and added them to the pile. Tami jumped from the tree and grunted when she landed on her feet on the grassy ground. Youre so funny Greta, she said punching her friends arm as she walked past and grabbed the pile of wood. Greta grabbed the rest and they made their way back to the. She grabbed her knees, pulled them to her chest, spread her legs and said, teasingly, “Dinner’s ready!” I leaned in to her, lapping, first at her outer lips, then probing deeper into the folds of her moist sex, all the time breathing in the perfume from her cunt. “Ohhhh! Yessss! Eat mee!” she ordered. Eager to oblige, I sucked on the tender flesh of her labia, massaging her clit with my nose. Letting go of her knees and grabbing my head, her legs draped over my shoulders, she bucked her hips. I had to rush home so I could take a shower before I came over tonight.I turned the TV on and we watched some of the golf tournament as we finished our second beer. I got up and told John, I gotta take a piss. Our master bedroom was down a short hall off the living room. I went into the bathroom but didn’t close the door. As I was taking a leak I heard John come into the bedroom and say, fucking great master dude. Thanks, I halfway yelled back. I finished, flushed and walked into the bedroom.