”“Let’s go fishing tomorrow.”She took her pillow and swung it at me. She loved to go fishing. I’d let the boat drift in the inlet or water...way and then we’d take turns sucking each other or fucking. I had an 18-foot center console I used inshore and a 30-footer I used in the ocean. Both were kept at the end of the dock that ran from the property almost 100 feet to the ICW. The sex was always great when we fished and sometimes we even caught something.The next morning we woke, next to each. Polly did make them swear on a bible. Then she said, "Come with me."Polly worked at the church, and she had keys to all its rooms. She took the boys to a locked room at the end of a hallway downstairs. She and the boys went in, and Polly locked the door behind them. She pulled forward a deacon's bench with a comfortable wooden back, and she had the boys pull chairs in front of it and sit. Every young penis rose to attention, and Polly noticed them being adjusted in anticipation of a show each. She then dropped it on the floor where hers had landed already.She then went back to kissing and working her way to Devin’s now bare mound. Alex smiled, knowing his wife hadn’t been wearing panties. She had been ready for the night with Brenda. As Brenda made it to the fuzzy little patch above Devin’s mound, Devin moaned out loudly. Alex knew this was Devin’s 'please quit fucking around' moan.Brenda took the hint to quit fucking around and ran her tongue over Devin’s clit as she worked her way. “See, you can put a dildo on both sides.”I checked it out, the straps were padded and there were holes above and below where the dildos attached for a cock to go through. Next came the attachments. The first was a black dildo with a wide base. It was eight inches long, fairly thick, and shaped like a penis. “This one is for you,” she said, handing it to me. It was heavy, and I pictured it stretching me open. The next one was ten inches long and thicker, the last was short and fat. “These are.