Chapter 6

Emily awoke a little more refreshed from her siesta and could still feel the heat of her new husband's cum puddling hotly up inside her belly. She dressed without showering it away, hoping it might give her greater desire for the wild fucking she knew he would throw into her again tonight. However, by the time the party had started that evening, she had still not come to terms with her problems. But thankfully, she sipped on her second now familiar vodka tonic and didn't feel as disturbed about it as she had originally been. In fact, after the initial shock of her wanton fuck in the woods had worn off, she was finding that she experienced much less shame and remorse than she had originally feared.

The copper-haired bride leaned against a tree by the patio and looked toward the river and continued to sip her drink, recollecting for the hundredth time since her return to the camper how shocked she had been by the sight of her son's cock being sucked by his new wife, and yet how she had stared in fascination, unable to tear her eyes away until her pent-up desire to be fucked herself had permitted Jim to take possession of her newly awakened cunt with his lust-hardened cock. Perhaps it was, as Jim said, a perfectly natural human condition to respond erotically to watching others fuck ... but perhaps it was some warped craving for a man's cock which had burst in her mind and had overcome all that was right and holy.

Well, whatever it was, it had changed her dramatically, there was no doubt about that. Whether her shocking lessons in sexual awakening would be for the good or not was another matter, but she couldn't help chuckling, feeling almost grateful for the callousness which seemingly had begun to thicken the mental skin of her once pitifully exposed innocence. It seemed ironic to her that she, so sinlessly frigid and so despising fucking last night, could be standing here now even thinking in such an obscene and earthy manner! She even thought in dirty words now!

It was dark outside now, and Jim, Jerry, and Kim were sitting on the patio couch, laughing and chattering, their stomachs filled with the thick juicy filets which Jim had barbecued to perfection. And they had all made pigs of themselves on the baked potatoes and Caesar salad which she had made earlier.

Emily took a heavy swallow of her drink as she glanced over at them. Someone had mixed it exceptionally strong, she realized, but what difference did it make, anyway? She was starting to enjoy herself now, much more than she had ever supposed she would; and she didn't want the pleasantly euphoric effect of the alcohol she had consumed to diminish at all. Things were running along beautifully, and that was such a godsend that she didn't care to rock the boat in any way. Besides, Jim's cum still felt good up inside her!

She leaned against the tree for a little while longer, sipping thoughtfully on her drink and thinking of her son's cock. She was staring at the river that was growing dimmer each moment. She could still make out the trees beyond, the docks where the fishing boats tied up. Then she heard Jim get up and go over to prod the blaze in the wood-fed barbecue pit. The flames leapt higher with a crackle and pop, adding a warmth and intimacy to the otherwise darkened terrace by the river.

Such a peaceful scene, so serene and pleasant, Emily thought. Who, coming upon us here, would ever suspect that this afternoon I watched my own daughter-in-law sucking and then fucking my son, and I, myself, was being screwed half to death from behind at the same time! Come on, Emily, you mustn't think that way ... it's a nice get-together, a nice respite from the pressure and the physical awakenings which have been running rampant through your obviously hot little cunt of late. It's a nice party ... a simple, wholesome party ... just like all other people who go fishing have....

She was about to go over to join the others, when abruptly Jerry and Kim got up to dance. They were dancing to a stereo coming from inside the bus, and they seemed to be enjoying every moment of it. The fire was slowly dying again into a bank of glowing embers which made deep, sliding shadows against the hedge and trees. Jim, having stoked it and replaced the poker, walked over to his bride and smiled affectionately at her.

"Something wrong, darling?"

"What? Oh no, no, nothing."

"You've been standing here all alone for almost half an hour."

"I've been watching the river, that's all. My, it's so peaceful, the way it just lazes along as though it had all the time in the world."

"It does, and makes me jealous to think about it. How about a dance, sweetheart?"

"No ... not yet, darling."

"Oh, come on. Jerry and Kim are having fun."

Having fun ... the same kind of phrase he had used before to rationalize fucking in the woods. And, as Emily looked at the dancing couple, it was almost as if they were screwing again before her eyes. They were as close together as they could get, embracing each other passionately, Jerry grinding his cock into his wife's pussy while she thrust her full titties into his chest! But ... it did look like fun!

Jim caught on to what Emily was staring at, and chuckled. "Don't get upset, sweetheart. That's just Kim's style of dancing-one of them, anyway." He held out his hand. "C'mon, like we did this afternoon in the woods. Let's play copy-cat."

Emily found it difficult to walk steadily after drinking so heavily, and she swayed noticeably as she left the support of the tree. Jim calmly enveloped her in his strong arms and held her head against his chest for support. The music of the stereo flowed like soft wine around her ears. She had never realized that Jim could dance so well. She shut her eyes, dreaming of dancing naked with him. Lord, what a lewd and obscene thought to suddenly have! But yeah ... that was fun too!

Jim found his cock beginning to expand into a rigid pole of desire in his pants as he held his alcohol-relaxed wife close in his arms. He slowly began to stroke her back, much as one would a cat to make it purr, and with the same effects. Emily snuggled closer, nuzzling his shirt.

Jerry, drifting past his mother and Jim, couldn't help but notice how close they were together. His heart warmed with gladness, happy that they were as much in love and as happy with one another as he and Kim were. What a difference that afternoon fucking her by the river had made! He'd never be jealous of Kim's past fucks again, not if they were responsible for having produced the wild piece of ass she was today, and with him alone! Even now, she seemed to be intent only on making love to him, and the tingling in his hungry cock at the thought of once more fucking that wild little pussy of hers was making it grow hard.

He knew he should calm down, that it would be very embarrassing if Jim or his mother caught sight of his bulging pants ... but no matter how he willed his cock down, it refused to go limp. Kim wasn't helping the situation either, all but raping him on the dance floor, with his clothes on! On and on her belly and hot little pussy-lips writhed against him, brushing teasingly against the stiffened outline of his cock-shaft. Her cuntlips seemed to linger there, massaging gently, slowly, in time to the music. They were sending burning ripples of renewed desire to fuck her surging through his loins.

"Honey?" she breathed in his ear. "Having a good time?"

"Yeah!" he answered hotly. "I'm having myself a fine time with your pussy against me."

"Mmmmmm, good! I love dancing. Any kind of dancing. It always gets me so hot to fuck!"

"Is that why ... you danced and showed your naked tits and pussy to guys? So they would fuck you later?" He finally brought up what his mother had made his life miserable with before. "I know you danced naked."

She giggled, teasingly, "I was going to tell you tonight. I mean, it was nothing to be ashamed about ... but I knew you'd disapprove if it was to get guys to fuck me."

"Once I would've objected to other guys seeing your pussy," Jerry agreed, "but not any longer."

"Good! And I'll ... I'll dance for you a very special dance when we're alone, then. A very, very special dance so you can look right up in my cunt."

"The dance of the seven veils?" he quipped.

"Who uses veils, honey...?"

Kim's lithe, nimble body continued to caress him, and she undulated against his cock and chest, pressing her big soft tits and cunt mound against his flesh. Her lips were parted and she kept running her hot tongue back and forth along his neck, her breath hot and sweet against his cheeks, her eyes closed and her lashes brushing his skin. Jerry knew he should pull back from her before Jim and his mother saw the hard-on she was causing him to have; but the salacious pleasure of her expert little fucking rhythm rendered him incapable of doing it. All he could do was hold her tighter and slowly grind it to her and feel his heavily throbbing cock-head grow and grow and grow....

Eventually the two dancing couples drifted apart. They all sat back down on the outdoor lounge couch and since their drinks were mostly empty, Jim proposed another round. Emily said she'd pour them, but Kim jumped up and quickly offered to serve as stand-in hostess. When she presented the drinks she stood in front of the couch, one hand on her hips and the other raising the glass high. "Here's to us, everybody! Here's to us!"

The other three drank heartily to that, and when the glasses were refilled once more, Jim said cheerily, "She sure is one hell of a dancer, isn't she, Jerry?"

Jerry grinned broadly and said with great personal pride, "She sure is!"

"She always was a show-off, even when she was a kid in grammar school," Jim chuckled fondly. "Always strutting and parading around like a little tease. She even was a baton twirler in parades. That's why she digs dancing so much, Jerry, because she likes to show her assets off."

Kim laughed good-naturedly at her father's ribbing. "I'm a regular exhibitionist, if you really want to know!"

"And it's a good thing she is, too," Jim continued calmly, "because otherwise she might get upset knowing we watched you two fucking like minks by the river this afternoon."

There was a shattering moment of silence after that lewd revelation, which somehow seemed to Emily to be the loudest sound she had ever heard in her life. Her normally creamy skin blanched absolutely white as she numbly sat between her son and Jim, head bowed and her breath trapped in her lungs. Jerry looked as if his jaw had suddenly fallen to the floor, and Kim was wide-eyed, blinking rapidly as if she'd just stepped into a pool of harsh light. Only Jim seemed at ease, and he was sitting back with his legs crossed, casually sipping his drink.

"Wh-what was that?" Jerry finally managed to gasp out. "What are you saying, Jim! Did you...? Were you...?"

"Uh-huh, we did. We even saw Kim giving you a blow job! Man, did she ever suck!"

For the first time, Emily ventured to look up. Her young son was staring at her, absolutely crimson in the face, his mouth working, but without producing any sound. The only noise was coming from Kim, and she was beginning to giggle in a drunken, high-pitched tone.

Then Jim said placidly, "And believe me, it was one of the hottest numbers we've ever seen! Why, it was so hot I made Emily bend over a big log and fucked her crazy while we both watched you guys cumming. Man, it was something!"

This was too much for Emily to bear, and unable to control herself, she cried, "Oh, please forgive me! I ... I don't know what I was doing! It was a mistake, a horrid mistake!"

"I ... I...." Jerry choked, almost purple now. "Some mistake, fellow!"

Kim threw her head back and her giggle turned into a rich, hearty laugh. "The hell it was a mistake! Oh, this is wild! You set the whole damned thing up, didn't you, Dad? You set it up when you and I were talking over breakfast, and you tracked us down, and now ... now...!"

She couldn't continue for a moment, her laughter almost reaching hysterical heights. Then she gasped out, "I've done a lot of crazy things in my life, but I've never done that before, screwing with an audience! But now that I think about it ... why not? Dammit, Dad, you should have told me what you were up to! I think I'd have gotten a real kick out of knowing you were back there while I was sucking Jerry's cock."

Jerry, spluttering, trying to find words in his reeling brain, leapt to his feet. "You planned it?" he screamed suddenly, as full understanding dawned on him. "You actually planned the whole damned thing? That's the most despicable trick I've ever heard of! You were supposed to be off fishing on your own!"

"Oh, I don't know," Jim answered calmly. "I thought it was kind of fun myself. And I must say, you really fucked the shit out of my daughter. Your cock flopped around inside her like a mackeral!"

"You ... you bastard!"

"Oh, sit down and cool off," Jim retorted, his voice suddenly authoritarian and full of controlled maturity. "And you, Emily, don't you make excuses. You had fun watching while I fucked you from behind too, if you'd only be grown-up enough to admit it."

Jerry stood trembling violently, staring wildly at his mother, who sat miserably on the couch, as immobile as if she were in a catatonic state; then at his bride, who was still bubbling with mirth as if the whole affair were some delightful prank; and then at Jim, who snapped again, "Sit down, son. Everything's fine."

Jerry slumped back on the lounge couch, too shocked to resist the command. He didn't know what to think either, except that what he'd just heard went against everything he'd ever been taught, everything he'd ever believed in. He needed time to think, and his temples were pounding with all the alcohol he'd consumed, and Jim's voice seemed somehow hazy and distorted as the older man talked to him.

Jim was explaining now. "Yeah, I set it up to watch you fuck, though I didn't know for sure what would happen. I did it for kicks, that's true; but I also did it to prove a lesson to you and your mom. I liked it, and Kim likes it now that she knows; and dammit, if you two would be honest with yourselves, you'd realize that you could like it too."

He paused to let his words sink into Jerry and Emily. Then he went on, "The trouble with both of you is that you were educated puritanically with the idea that innocence and modesty were virtues; and that fucking was only to be used as a means of procreation. But that's not right, and the idea that enjoyment is wicked and sinful is the most obscene philosophy which has ever been foisted on the human race. Repression is what's unnatural, not sex; and if you think about it, you'll see that sex-any kind of sex that brings you happiness without hurting somebody else-is a beautiful experience which will enrich your love for one another. End of sermon."

"I ... I think you're right, darling," Emily suddenly added, a certain newfound courage in her voice. "I know that I ... liked watching Kim sucking Jerry's cock and well, it didn't hurt anybody, and I love you just as much as ever. More, considering how I reacted when you fucked it to me from behind. Last night when it was all proper for me to get fucked, I still couldn't bring myself to relax. It took what you did, Jim, to open up this whole wonderful world to me, even though it seemed at the time that watching Jerry fucking Kim was immoral."

Jerry studied his gorgeous mother, considering her confusion and the words Kim had thrown at him about her previous fucks. He realized to his chagrin that it was the puritan sterility of his upbringing that had caused him to burst out so angrily; and after another moment's pondering, he slowly stood up and went to his new wife. He kissed Kim tenderly on the lips and announced, "Then ... I'm glad you were there to see. I got a bang out of ... fucking Kim, and if you two got your jollies from watching us and fucking too, who am I to worry? What the hell, I'd probably like watching you two fucking as well!"

"You might just get that chance," Jim mumbled under his breath, too low for any body to hear. Then, in a louder voice, he announced, "Then with all that out in the open, let's say we get the party going again! How about some more dancing! Kim? What's about you doing one of your special dances for us, just to show there's no ... hard feelings!"

Kim giggled again, her eyes flashing with excitement. "That depends on my husband. What do you say, Jerry?"

Jerry, new paths of sensuality streaming through his mind with the vivid thoughts of how he and Kim must have looked to his Mom and Jim, naked and fucking, took a deep swallow of his drink. He smiled encouragingly at her, then nodded his agreement. "Sure, why not? Something real hot and dirty, baby! Like you promised me!"

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Kim sighed happily, stretching her voluptuous young body and smiling kittenishly. "I'll do one that'll curl your mother's cunt hairs. Like you said, honey, why the hell not? Everybody here has already seen my naked pussy!!!"

God! Did that mean she was going to do a strip right down to her cunt? A naked tits-and-cunt dance? Already Jerry's loins were on fire again, his semi-hardened cock leaping into renewed vigor at the thought of seeing his curvaceous bride do a lascivious bump-and-grind! His breath caught in his throat, and a clammy, trembling quality possessed his limbs. Now entirely in the spirit of the occasion, he clapped his hands and called out to her, "Yeah! Yeah, I'd like that!"

And Emily and Jim, catching the significance of the word, like, laughed along with him. "Okay, you peeping toms," Kim said, swinging her long silken hair with a toss of her head. "I'll do my special number, in honor of this afternoon in the woods!"

"Yeahhhh, do your stuff, daughter, baby," Jim yelled encouragingly.

The young woman basked in their frank adulation, swirling to the center of the tiled patio floor where the openly glowing fire out-lined her body in a bath of orange-gold. Her tongue flicked out and moistened her lips as she undulated provocatively in a dance step neither her husband nor Emily had ever seen before.

There was a moment of hesitancy, as if Kim had second thoughts about doing this lewd a dance here and now; but then, with a shrug and a giggle, she ran her slender hands along the sides of her sensual curve-hugging sweater, her mind obviously made up. Slowly she began to tug the sweater over her head in full view of the three others sitting breathlessly on the lounge couch.

Emily could hear her young son suck in his breath as he watched his bride's seductive strip. She, too, stared in frozen awe as Kim's voluptuously rounded breasts quivered in total freedom. They swelled high and proud in the firelight, their nipples standing out high and stiff as she raised her arms over her head in an enticing little squirm. Then with slow, shy motions, Kim continued to undress, unzipping the side of her miniskirt and letting it drop. She stepped out of it, almost naked now in her brief pair of sheer pink panties. Teasingly, Kim turned around to the audience and bent in slow motion, presenting the erotic view of her tight round asscheeks as she tantalizingly rolled her skimpy panties down over her curving hips and thighs. She hopped out of them when they reached her bare feet, and then turned around again, looking smugly pleased by her daring decision. All of her young, ripened nakedness was exposed now, from her lushly thrusting tits to the soft blonde curls of her pussy hairs.

Emily Lancer was momentarily shocked by her daughter-in-law's complete striptease, just as she had been when she'd seen her stripped naked by the river that afternoon. But she forced down her qualms, remembering Jim's lewd words and willing her mind to forget her training so she could become like the others: emancipated!

She waited in anticipation and snuggled closer to her husband's body, determined to follow through with her newfound commitment. Shivers of fascination tingled through her and goose pimples erupted on her sensitive skin, and she felt strangely cold. She repeatedly took large swallows of her drink, captivated by the building stimulation in her cunt that indulging in something forbidden gives.

"You like me?" Kim asked provocatively, cupping her two breasts with the palms of her hands and presenting them toward her watching husband.

"You bet I do!" Jerry panted. He grinned at her fatuously, no longer concerned that she was displaying herself naked in front of his mother and her father. They'd seen her naked and getting fucked shitless; there was no longer any reason for false modesty! Besides, his father-in-law was right, this was a hell of a kick! "I love you showing it to others."

"There's more to come, honey!" she giggled then.

Undulating her taut, lithe asscheeks like a fan dancer in a burlesque house, the naked bride gradually slid down to the large, thick rug they had earlier placed on the patio, until she was stretched out nakedly on her back. She stretched her muscles with a sign of pure wantonness, her curvaceous legs scissoring open to lewdly expose the swollen pink lips of her blonde pussy-slit. Her bare feet were pointed directly at the lounge couch, and her rapidly growing desire to fuck was reflected in her eyes as she smiled up between her full white tits and winked seductively at the heavily breathing trio.

Emily stared shamelessly at her daughter-in-law's hair-fringed little cunt-hole and the burning sensation which bubbled in her own pussy grew in maddening intensity with each passing second. Her body began to perspire and her forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat, and she squirmed down against the cushion, feeling the nylon fabric of her panties rub electrically against her own now hotly tingling cunt.

Jim grinned knowingly and moved closer to his bride, dropping one hand to her legs and slipping it up the fullness of her thigh. At first Emily fought against the unexpected contact, placing her own hand on his to stop any further advance, but Jim insistently forced his way closer to her tightly throbbing pussy. She couldn't seem to stop him, and he dipped between her legs, his fingers rubbing teasingly against the swollen lips beneath her excitedly moistened panties. She hesitated, undecided. If she struggled to gain her composure and modesty, she would attract attention ... and worse, after all that had been said and done today, she wasn't sure she wanted Jim to stop!

There was Kim, naked as the day she was born and reveling in her blatancy. Jerry was obviously entranced with his bride's impromptu strip-show, and was almost acting boastful about it! And Jim was carrying on as if he wanted her to do the same, and openly expose her own tits and cunt to everybody's hungrily feasting eyes! And ... and Lord! The lurid idea was strangely alluring to her the more she watched ... alluring enough for her to seriously consider stripping her pussy naked!

Blushing from the very indecency of her temptations, Emily compromised what she should do. She dropped her free hand to cover her husband's, allowing him to continue teasing her hot cunt through the thin layer of her panties. She gasped unconsciously as sudden waves of indecent pleasure washed over her, overcoming her desire to resist. Jim's hand became bolder as he sensed her tacit surrender. Emily bit her lip and glanced at her son to see if he showed any signs of awareness, but his eyes were completely riveted on his writhing, squirming wife on the large, thickly padded rug.

Her husband's fingers moved in tiny taunting circles up and down her cunt-slit, a titillating addition to sight of the depraved young girl lying before them, and Emily didn't think she could fight letting him finger-fuck her another moment! She was ready to leap right out there with Kim, if it would quench the fire raging through her involuntarily contracting pussy! So much had been happening since they arrived at Fall River, so many new things to absorb-it was too much to take! Her flesh moist with perspiration, the confused woman continued to watch her nakedly undulating daughter-in-law....

Kim was writhing more abandonedly now, running the palms of both hands across the tender plane of her naked belly as she groaned softly from her own arousing touch. Her fingertips came to rest at the tip of her lust-swollen young cunt-lips, and, mewling sensuously, she pulled her legs up and let them fall wide apart so that all of her glistening pink cunt-mouth was spread obscenely open to her excited viewers.

The blonde-haired bride's hands crawled down to the sparsely hair-covered lips of her pussy and spread them slowly apart, her probing fingers working inside the moistly furred edges of her hotly contracting cunt. Then she fucked her middle finger deep up inside the tiny wet hole of her pussy with a soft little squishing sound, a moaning sigh of pleasure purring from her parted lips.

Frozen wide-eyed to the couch, Emily gasped in stunned, embarrassed disbelief at the obscene spectacle of her son's wife finger-fucking her cunt right in front of everybody. But her own corrupting husband had successfully turned his once virginal-thinking bride into a loose bundle of raw nerve endings, incapable of controlling the white-hot dictates of her cunt and tits.

And the lurid sight of Kim Lancer-Anderson finger-fucking her nakedly spread pussyhole on the floor filled Emily with a warm, pulsing response she could feel all the way into the hot little hole up between her own legs, despite her unwillingness to allow it. She could sense other small pinpricks of delicious sensation shooting through her tit nipples, and she labored for breath, squirming harder in a determined effort to overcome her wickedly mounting need to fuck.

She felt Jim becoming more restless than ever to squeeze her tits, and he moved his other hand up to the buttons of her blouse. She tried to fight him, but his fingers were quick and nimble, and her thin summer shirt was opened down and away from her body before she had fully realized what was happening. Jim slid his hand along the pale skin of her naked back and, with a twist of his wrist, unsnapped her brassiere. His fingers cupped the naked mounds of flesh as they came free, lewdly squeezing the hardened nipples until a small sensation of pain brought a mewl of surprised pleasure from his bride's open mouth.

"Ohhhhhh," Emily moaned, almost unconsciously. She rotated her buttocks down harder against the cushions, only to discover that Jim's other hand had been just as busy!

Now her husband was snaking his fingers obscenely under the thin elastic leg band of her panties, fucking them up in the warm, moist slickness of her cunt! Was there no end to his madness? Did he want to ... to fuck her right here in front of her son and daughter???

Desperately she squirmed her asscheeks down against his hand, holding her breath as her entire body quivered to the lewd impaling of her wetly welcoming pussy-walls. She could feel her cunt secretions flowing hotly over his palm as he held her panty crotchband aside and fucked his middle finger deeper up into her openly flowering pussy-flesh. He slid gently over the tiny bud of her Clitoris with his thumb, sending it springing to life again, just as he had only hours before in the woods. But then it had been different ... at least then they had been alone, even if the other couple hadn't!

Emily jumped forward as his hand curled further under her asscheeks, parting the hotly swollen lips of her cunt while it teasingly snaked its way further up inside the tight, warm opening of the desire-inflamed little hole. Wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbed through her, paralyzing her as she felt her lecherous husband begin to draw her thin white panties down over the nakedly rounded cheeks of her ass. She struggled futilely, her every move only seeming to impale his eagerly thrusting finger deeper up into the wetly throbbing mouth of her cunt with searing tingles of sensation. A cool rush of air hit her now naked pussy, and she suddenly flushed with shame ... for now she realized that in her passionate jerkings, Jim had not only been able to worm her panties down, but had also slowly, patiently, worked her skirt open as well!

She was as naked as her daughter-in-law was now-or at least, where it counted the most-her tits and cunt! Her blouse billowed open, spread wide by the firm, pointing mounds of her upthrust breasts, and her skirt and panties were bunched around her knees, ready to fall to the floor the moment she should stand up.

Her buttocks were nakedly undulating on the couch, the coppery curling hair of her pussy mound covered only by the lewdly erotic hand that was finger-fucking her tight pink cunt mouth! His maddening caresses on her naked titties and the hotly teasing rotations in her pussy were driving her out of her mind!

And why should she fight her secretly yearning desires another instant? Jim had won ... won again just as he'd won when he had fucked her that afternoon, and she might just as well submit to her traitorously betraying body and fuck and grovel along side Kim, her daughter-in-law, on the patio rug. What would her son say if she did? Lord, the very debasing scandal of her son watching her being fucked by his father-in-law sent rockets of masochistic sensation shooting through her cunt! She turned her attention back to Kim spread-leggedly finger-fucking herself, waiting with nervous anticipation of her own ravaged emotions for what would happen when Jim pulled her down to the floor, spread her legs wide, and fucked his thickly throbbing cock deep up inside her hungrily waiting little pussy-hole! Would her son Jerry crawl over on top of Kim and fuck her too? Lord, she hoped so, she'd love to see his virile young cock filling her tight little cunt again like she had this afternoon down by the riverside. The mere thought made her cunt-walls throb inward and almost burst from the lewd thought of fucking side by side with her son and daughter-in-law right there on their honeymoon-cum-fishing trip!!!