Was this some kind of mirage? I felt, what was left of my energy and blood, rushing to swell the manhood in my shorts. "Steve? Steve?" you questioned... "Are you OK?" I kept staring at you, for a few seconds, in my trance like state. "Sit down," you said, with a worried look. "You look weak." I knelt down, straddling your legs. Still staring at your eyes and breasts, I replied, " Oh, I'm just fine." I grabbed your shoulders, in my strong grip and pulled your lips to mine. I devoured your mouth. “Well, come on in,” Charlotte beckoned to me as she regained her composure.She was by far the tallest woman in the colony and towered over me by six inches or more. I measured in at five feet, eleven inches, but I might just as well be standing in a hole when I stood next to her.She possessed a strong and muscular body without a trace of fat. Her lovely tanned breasts weren’t perfectly symmetrical, like many women’s. Her right boob appeared to be a half-cup size larger than her left. Charlotte. I sit on a stool andcross my legs. One of Linda's ideas was that I should be in a veryvisible position through these events, so that I can be seencompletely. I cross my right leg over my left, pointing my right toedown for maximum effect. But soon the doorbell rings, and I am upagain.Maureen is at the door, with a grocery bag in her hand. She is wearinga red sleeveless top with a low scoop neck that shows off her amplecleavage, a long print skirt with a black background and red pumps with3". He did, however, value and need his job, so he certainly did not want Cyril knowing that he was boning his wife.Over the next few days, Pat and Ian flirted, although they had been doing that to some extent even before the sex. At every opportunity, Ian would either run his hand over or playfully slap Pat's large arse and she would sometimes caress his trousered cock. Pat was gagging to have Ian between her legs again, but she fancied somewhere more comfortable next time.It was now a week since.