Day 4 WednesdayI woke Ken a little before dawn while getting an eyeful of his naked wife. We grabbed some granola bars and energy drinks and took the boat out to a fishing hole that the lodge owner told us about. It turned out to be a good spot, and the fish were biting so well that we threw back a bunch that we thought were too small to fillet.In between reeling in fish, I got the nerve to bring up the previous night.“Wow. The girls sure were hot last night. I’ve never experienced a daisy chain before.”“Karen loves sixty-nine. She has been after me for years to find another couple who could expand it. I guess she thought you two might go along.”“I tell you, that was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”“Yeah, she is great at that.”“The girls have obviously been planning some of these activities for a while. I mean the fashion show and all. Do you think there’s more to come?” I asked.“I think everyone will come some more.”“You know what I mean.”“I’d suggest you just you just hang on and keep your arms and legs inside güvenilir bahis the ride.”“Karen sure has taken command.”“She gets like that once in a while,” Ken said. “Excuse me for asking this, bud. Does she have you pussy-whipped?”“Are you shitting me? Why would you ask that?”“You’ve gone along with everything she’s suggested on this trip.”“So what? I’ve liked everything she’s come up with so far. What makes you think I’m pussy-whipped?”“I don’t know what else to call it. She sat on your face and made you eat your own cum.”“You mean you haven’t tried it? We discovered it by accident in a role-play session a couple years ago. I love eating her pussy. Now it doesn’t matter if it’s all-girl juices or our juices combined. On top of that, she gets some of her best orgasms that way. You ought to try it some time. You might like it.”“No offense intended, but it just seems a little gay to me for a guy to be eating cum. Even his own.”“No offense taken. It was my idea the first time we tried it, and we both like güvenilir bahis siteleri it. Don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it. Let’s get back to the island. We have more than enough fish for dinner. And, I could really use some coffee.”# # #Back on the island, we tackled the job of erecting something to screen our nude beauties from the voyeurs cruising the lake in boats. We found a stand of young willows on the backside of the island. A pair of twisted ropes stretched between a couple of handy trees provided the support needed to keep the willows standing upright. The whole combination provided very nice privacy at the campsite. It also meant that we could once again keep our wives naked for our viewing and ogling pleasure.Ken said, “That should do the trick. I can’t wait to see Cindy’s boobs again. That woman has one magnificent rack.”“I’m not sure how I should react to that. Maybe I should be offended that you’re talking like that about my wife’s tits. But, you’re right, Cindy’s are the stuff iddaa siteleri of teenage wet dreams. That said, I sure wouldn’t mind getting a mouthful of Karen’s tits.”The girls were pleased with our creation and agreed that there were times when living with an engineer wasn’t totally annoying. Ken spent the rest of the day watching Cindy’s boobs bouncing on her chest whenever she moved. I was much more refined. I only once in a while ogled Karen’s tits. I might, however, have made up for it with the time I spent watching her heart-shaped pubic hair. Truth be told, I’ve always had a thing for redheads. And, Karen proved that she was a natural redhead.I couldn’t be sure, but I hoped that the wives were as fascinated by two swinging dicks. Dicks that frequently rose in appreciation of the lovely scenery of our naked wives. The scenery and the anticipation of experiencing the pleasures that their nudity suggested and that we hoped was promised. # # #Dinner was barbecued pork chops and roasted sweet potatoes and three bottles of wine. Afterward, sitting around the campfire, Cindy brought up the previous night.“What did everyone think about last night’s daisy chain?”Maybe I should have held back, but I didn’t. “I loved it.”“Oh yeah, me too,” said Ken.