’ With that he knelt down and took hold of the waist band of my shorts, I’d undone the waist clip and lowered the zip. Down slid my shorts, and wi...th his help I turned over, face down, resting on my one good knee, bottom up in the air. The Author’s Tale. As she turned over, and her bottom came into view, the feelings once again hit me without warning. I hadn’t realised, but when she’d come back to consciousness, my erection had melted away, but now as her bottom presented itself to my face, my. They rubbed their bodies together in a long embrace. Then they locked into a kiss that seemed to last for minutes. There were now at least 6 or more men in the trees. I could see that some of them had binoculars. I was so hard now it hurt. They sexily rinsed each other off and then walked to the van soaking wet. There they dried each other off and combed out each others hair. They reached into the van and pulled out their shorts and tops and got dressedThey came over to the table I was setting. And neither one of us was complaining. In the illusion, she leans back, giving the audience a full-value view of her million-dollar breasts, no pasties employed—through the gauzy curtain, of course. Her arms are thrown back, her hands grasping my knees, and we are both moving in a convincing—I certainly thought—mimic of deep fucking. This segues into me in the same position, with my knees bent and her reversed on me, her torso cantilevered out over the bed between my legs, and me grasping her. That way if the fish weren't biting we could just ignore our rods and get otherwise distracted.The lake was one of my "secret places" a secluded lake which most people ignored because it was hard to get to and it didn't look big enough to have any good sized northern. We arrived to an empty lake and I launched the boat and headed out to a good spot and let down the anchor. I gave her a fishing rod and set it up with one of the big sucker minnows on a hook. The minnows were about six inches long.