We followed as fast as we dared, but we didn't want to be ambushed again, so we kept the horses well below their maximum speed.We saw a plume of smoke... about an hour after we had first left the torture site, so we figured that the smoke had to be a sign of Yaqui mischief. This seemed to be something worth chancing bad luck. We sped up in an effort to get to the trouble site as soon as possible.What we found was a burning haystack and a nearby manure pile. The haystack was almost burned out, but. Thick, creamy streams of cum gush onto her tongue. He also spurts onto her nose and forehead, forming juicy ropes of white jizz. My goodness, he shoots a big, big load. No wonder those nuts are so huge! He continues to pump the shaft of his cock and, gradually, the flow of cum diminishes. As does his cock. Lou licks all his essence from her lips and uses her fingers to gather the overflow. She swallows that, too. He backs away and Lou gets up from the floor. Painfully, I do too. My cock is not. She said I had a very sexy voice that she was sure could lure and girl towards me. I tell her she has a beautiful ass and some nice tits so I asked if she would mind showing them to me. She was hesitant at first but then obliged so we went into my room.She takes off her top and I could see her tits ready to explode from her bra but she says she will only take off her bra if I show my dick. By this time I am rock hard and quickly slide off my pants and briefs. She unbuckles her bra and those. I was going home for the weekend. The rock fish - the Maryland State fish - also known as the striped bass were making their early run in the bay. Marine One had us on the island in thirty minutes.The new family fishing boat that we had designed and had built at a Baltimore boat yard was picked up by Dad, Jason and Jake while we were in Europe.It was bigger than most party boats that worked out of the commercial dock at the narrows. A party boat took dozens of fishermen and fishing parties for.