We men just grinned hopefully at each other.“Okay,” said Mel, “Let's go eat, then we can get down to the good stuff that much sooner.”“So th...ere is going to be good stuff?” I queried disingenuously.“Of course there is, dumb bunny,” Sue informed me. “We want your bodies!”“Live bodies, I hope,” I teased back.“For sure,” Sue shot back. “None of us are into necrophilia.” Then, turning to Wendy, “Well I assume you're not, are you, Wendy?”We all cracked up.Wendy said, “What's necrophilia?” causing. I stepped in and stripped her down, the I went directly to her cock and sucked it like there was no tomorrow. I wanted, no, I needed her cum in my mouth, down my throat into the very center of me. She giggled and stopped me asking if I was that horny, even suggesting a 69 so we could both get in the mood. I happily obliged and we went to the bed enjoying each other’s bodies. I licked her balls and ass while she did the same, making sure each other’s dicks got plenty of attention as well. She. I reached the ancient fishing camp as the sun vanished.I tied off to a post and climbed out and up a ladder. I crossed the porch in the semi dark and stopped to one side of the door. It took awhile to light the old storm lantern and adjust the wick. I lifted the lantern and looked inside before I began to check for serpents. I finally went to bring up everything from home.I return to the barge and dumped the fish over the side. I went back up and closed the door and turned out the lantern. I. I could tell by the wonderful smile on her face that she had appreciated the gift and had enjoyed our brief encounter.It wasn't long before I came to the farm I had been directed to. The barn was painted a bright red and the yard was well maintained. I noticed a little shed that displayed a sign stating, "Boats for Rent". I parked my car and walked over to ring the bell. Just as I was about to pull on the rope, I saw an older man emerge from the barn. He sauntered over my way with a big smile.