I noticed how Manisha was staring at my body, her eyes moving from my breasts to my pussy and back up to my breasts. She was holding her bikini and fi...st put her bikini top on. She tied the knot behind her back and slipped her bikini panties on, pulling them tight. That bikini looked perfect around her body. She was made for that bikini, her long blonde hair waving on her shoulders. I grabbed my bikini and put it on. Quickly we grabbed our bags and put them away in a locker, together with our. He pressed is lips to mine and we kissed deeply. I pushed the robe over my shoulders and I slid down to the floor. I stood there totally naked in front of him. I slowly lowered myself to my knees and pulled his shorts down. I gazed at his beautiful cock before I wrapped my fingers around it. I stroked it softly as it hardened in my hand. I was impressed with his size. I guess it was close to 10 inches. I took his stiff tool into my mouth and sucked down as much as I could. I ignored my. Remember we had all the time in the world. A female on our planet is fertile for over half of her life. They figured that on earth that would be four to five hundred years. Even allowing for carrying a fetus the normal way; an average female could become pregnant over five hundred times in her life time. Multiply that by eighteen and that gives you an idea as to how many children could be born just to the original landing party. Now imagine that on average at least half of those children would. She adored the moment when a man succumbed to the need for her body that first time. Was it the power that overwhelmed her? The delight she took in his frenzy when he was completely unable to contain himself? The moment had come. She wanted his hardness, wanted it in her mouth. But… the way his hand had dragged her thong to one side… the way he rubbed his fingers along her wetness! God, it was proving too much. Wait, she insisted to herself. Don’t do this. I’m the one in control. I’m the one.