She loved my rod 2

SHE LOVED MY ROD 2By the early spring if 1962 Maria Bellucci were still very much in lust, but we?re finding it difficult to find a place to fuck. Of course we could fuck outside, but if you know eastern South Dakota winters you,ll know it stays bloody freezing for months and we weren,too happy freezing our little hippies off! Yeah we used our cars a lot, but it gets boring and can be uncomfortable fucking in the confines of an automobile. Fortunately a few years before I won a two man tent complete with waterproof floor and mosquito netting, a necessity with nasty mozzies so willing to feast on bare skin. A small camp stove for a few minutes was normally enough to warm things up and of course fucking heats 9ne up quickly. This particular spring the usually productive Cottonwood Lake had thawed earlier than expected and though the opening day April 1st was a bright sunny day it was bitter out of the biting halkalı escort wind. Maria,s Dad Elwynn had given us an old canvas tart we used to set up either in front of our fishing positions or the tent as it was a day that looked lovely and warm ,but Wasn,t. The walleyes had been spawning since the ice had thawed and were running up the much shallower feeder creek to lay their thousands of tiny roe and have the male fish fertilise thevthiusands Of eggs. There had been some very big walleyes taken in the past when the walleyes decided to spawn so early and trophy northern pike taken feeding on the smaller walleyes so Maria and I were hopeful we might hook a big one. We also knew that as well as a hook baited with a large live minnow a spinning outfit with shiny spoons or lures could produce some real linkers, too and taksim escort we were legally allowed to use two rods so on days like these we used one rod to tempt the prey with the real food and the spinning gear to tempt them to the swimming lure or shiny spoon armed with wicked looking treble hooks. As we liked to take long breaks we always set up my tent as it would keep us warm on even the coldest days. We arrived at the tiny parking area about ten am and managed to get a space, but half an hour later the area was completely full. As usual I set up the tent as Maria set up the fishing rigs and was sitting prettily on her portable chair smiling her lovely smile when I handed her a cup of fresh not coffee, a fat five pound walleye already resting on the metal stringer she,d taken on a red and white spoon called a daredevle. With my live minnow suspended şişli escort under the big red and white indicator I kept half an eye on it as I flipped the large Lazy Ike jointed lure that I knew accounted for really heavy pike. I suddenly thought I,d hooked into a weed or underwater snag, but snags don,t start to motor away at high speed. After a spirited ten minute fight Maria netted the eleven pound perfectly camouflaged pike into my landing net and I managed to clip it on the stringer carefully taking care with those sharp,teeth and knife like gill plates. Just over eleven pounds in weight. Some people don,t like taking pike home as they do take some preparation to eliminate the slime and fillet the many bones away. But once prepared properly they are very tastey though nothing like as nice as walleye or perch fillets. Suddenly the action went dead so we entered the tent to warm up and I had to get out the canvas wind break as the biting cold wind was penetrating inside despite the camp stove which was usually enough. The windbreak set up in front of the tent was sufficient to block the chill breeze and soon we were warm and decided to have a passionate fuck session. We both quickly removed our clothes and prepared to perform oral sex.TBC