Niti dint see that what’s in my hand. They both were hugging and smooching each other. I came from behind and put one candle in didi’s cunt and on...e in Nitti’s pussy, She moved her as up a little to give full excess. I put both the candle in an started to move it in and out. Now both broke the bonding and started to enjoy the fucking. Didi said” Yes…harder fuck me harder deeper more harder……I am loving it…..hhmmm aohhhh ohhhh”” Niti was pressing her breast and the first love sound from her mouth. With a little difficulty afterwards they managed a necessary visit to the bathroom and then fell instantly asleep when their heads hit the pillows. —————— The next morning they slept until 9 am and joined Todd’s parents who still sat at the breakfast table and talked about their upcoming vacation. The drive to the airport was scheduled for 1 pm so there was enough time to talk about some other things. Another warm summer day was advancing. Everyone felt good and there was no obstacle. And she wasted no time in massaging my dick the way I like it done. Playing with her clit, she must have had at least two orgasms and finally, I came too.At dinner at the hotel, I was still none the wiser as to what her ‘needs’ were so was determined to find out. After about half an hour she was still not letting on about her ‘needs’ so I said: Ada, almost all older ladies are sexually repressed and, in my experience, they find it hard to admit to them’.‘Well Stan if I tell you, you won’t laugh. After all, he knew exactly why I was setting there with them. He and I had spent months chatting back and forth on line about the possibility of me getting Hanna pregnant (rather than him), and now here the three of us were!I love Moroccan women, don't get me wrong, but Hanna was one of those classic European females, that many Moroccan men lust for, but rarely get the chance to have: Blonde, blue-eyed, slender, and flirtatious in a way no true Muslim woman would ever be; and it was that last.