She leaned against the window column, her other arm sliding up her camisole up and over her braless breasts. Then her free arm spread up along the col...mn.Sharon slipped off her panties, turned her back to the window and bent over to grab her ankles, baring her shapely ass and large pussy lips to her increasingly tense audience. She righted herself after a few seconds, grabbed a chair and placed one sneakered foot on the chair, again effectively exposing her moist slit, which she began to. . never mind. After too short a time I couldn't hold back any more and jammed myself as far in as possible before erupting, probably up into her intestines. She loved that too. The most amazing thing was that fifteen minutes later we were both cleaned up and doing real work. The most wonderful thing was that tomorrow was a work day and I'd get to do it again. I hate weekends!-- ps --Cathy is dying to know who the man was, but doesn't bother to ask. I've volunteered the answer six times,. But the most recent arrival went out and returnedwith some sort of creamy stuff carried on a square of animal skin. Shegot some on her fingers and rubbed it over the scant hair in the middleof his chest. The others each took some and applied it to his arms andlegs, where there was also a slight growth of body hair. They workedquickly and efficiently, moving his still unresisting form until theyhad covered every area where even a trace of hair grew, as well as hisjawline and under his nose,. "Yes. We'll see about setting fire to things after we are finished destroying the equipment. If we fired it now, it would draw too much attention.," I told her.Shannon and I started down the trench line and cut up each piece of equipment with our Power Rings, as we came to it. The equipment consisted mainly of various types of catapults and balista with a few other types of equipment. We leapfrogged each other so that there was only one person working on any piece of equipment at any one time..