His member was twitching with anticipation at the close proximity of her hands. "Is that sure enough for you, Sweetheart?" she asked him, as her hands...pushed his khakis over his hips, and down his muscular legs. She dispensed with his briefs in an equally swift manner. Her hands went to her own waist, but he caught them in his. "Please, let me, if you're okay with that." She looked down to watch his hands, but his hand cupped her chin and lifted her face so he could look at her. "God, you. I covered her mouth and kissed her hard, sucking her tongue deep into my mouth. Olivia gasped at the feel of my rough whiskers mixed with the softness of my lips. I broke the kiss, released her hair and spun her around one hundred and eighty degrees. I grabbed and kneaded her ass cheeks roughly. Spreading them wide and then squeezing them tight against each other. She was dripping; her inner thighs glistened from the juice that was seeping from her pussy. I leaned in and covered her slick. He held out his hand to me and smiled engagingly. Automatically I took it and he shook it, all the while looking at me in a concerned fashion. It was all too strange and for the second time in my life I learnt another literary truth. The truth about the phrase 'struck dumb'. It became obvious that I wasn't going to say anything and Steve continued to hold my hand and led me over to a convenient wall slightly away from the crowds."Hey, Mark. It's a tough break, I know and I'm sorry." I shrugged. Petunia’s turn came later, he would not let them up from their position until he was ready again and had fingered her wet slit open. It was evident that they were both coming to terms with the delights of female frottage.The next few days included taking each of his ‘harem’ (as they called themselves) to bed: Smetna, Umbra (kind of – he didn’t want her to feel left out), Fimbra, in that order. “Like a deer stag.” Said Tematha, laughingly, “Asserting your dominance.”“Not a lion with his.