I felt over his body as he moved – over his back and sides and legs. I grabbed onto the muscles of his bottom. I pulled him against me and circled m... hips in the chair, meeting his grinding. Tyler grasped the sides off my head, covered my mouth with his own, and plunged in his tongue, tasting of butter and jelly.We moaned and whimpered -- the sexual calls of our mating dance.Tyler lifted himself up, his buttery dick sliding up my belly. He reached under his bottom to grab my slippery dick and. The incident put us on guard and our equipment up time improved dramatically, but other things continued to crop up. We had about forty days to go on our schedule so we clamped a tight security on all our vehicles. First, we parked them separately from the main "tent city" set up for locals and contractors alike. Lieutenant Fredericks put on a night guard around them and my crew also provided personnel for that task. My people weren't armed, but they could sure raise a commotion if they saw. After a brief hesitation Iwalked in and introduced myself to the girl on reception. "The new salonassistant? You must be Steph? Yes, Becky told us all about you. I'mAmanda, by the way. Come in and I'll introduce you to the stylists."Amanda then proceeded to introduce me to Duncan, the never been in thecloset gay stylist; Roxy the edgy, punky, tattooed scissor-wielding,scissor-sister; Alana the demure, but beautiful, manicurist and stylist;and last, but by no means least, Chloe, the blonde. Hey, let's have a third, shall we. I'm quite squiffy."Tamsin's observation about Tina's horniness proved correct, as her partner's snatch was positively oozing lovely cunnie cream by the time they'd climbed the stairs to their attic flat. "Fuck the supper," giggled Tina. "Let's just fuck, babe." It was an awesome session in which the strap-on was discarded, so that the two lovers could indulge in what they loved best - scissoring. In Tina's experience (and she'd had several passionate women.