His body goes rigid underneath me. You have to understand, I've never seen a guy come. I didn't know what was going on. He pushed up against me a coup...le more times and I usually quit touching myself after I get that first surge of my orgasm. Lane's extra thrusts, outside my control, send me to a higher level.I know something's happened to him, too.I'm almost in tears with the enormity of what has just happened. He kisses me softly. "Are you okay, baby?"I kind of nod. "Lane..." You're not. Dagmar proved to be naturally coordinated, casting easily and catching nearly as many fish as I did. Angie had a frustrating time at first but then developed into a very competent fisherman. I sometimes just sat napping or reading on a sunny slope overlooking the scene while they used my gear to fish in nearby ponds. The girls took over the cooking after sampling my primitive efforts and we shared the other chores. As for the nights, Angie and Dagmar must have arranged a system between them.. I removed her bra also her breast were perfect fit in my palms and she was so aroused she groaned when I squeezed and pumped her bubs and kneaded them this way and that and soft and hard. I then unhooked her jeans and removed it. I then removed her panties also and kissed back from neck thru spine to her ass and kissed and bit both cheeks she was so perfect I cud not resist doing that to her and she groaned and all the while I was cupping her breast her soft belly and her pussy. I started. "Where's my coffee," Martin shouted just before she swung open the kitchen door and entered the room. Martin was sitting on the overstuffed couch in front of the stone fireplace. He had built a fire that was already roaring. He was looking through a new woman's magazine that Janet had purchased the day before."These women's magazines are unbelievable," he said smiling almost contemptuously at her as she crossed the room. "There is more sex and sex problems in this single issue than anyone would.