I was supporting myself on one arm while caressing her tits as I licked and sucked her nipples, but my hand soon wandered further south over her stoma...h. Sandy was writhing and moaning, though whether it was due to my mouth and tongue or my wandering hand, I wasn't sure. I assumed it was a combination of both.I ran my hand up and down her smooth inner thighs as she parted her legs, dr****g one over me, which I took as an invitation and slipped my hand up her shorts. I encountered the edge of. Her hands returned to her lap and rubbed against the soft satin of her panties. She expected to hear the sound of his zipper as he pulled himself free of the confining denim pants, but instead his hand came to rest atop her own. It made no effort to move of its own will. Instead, he followed every motion that she made, as though he wished to learn every step of this new and enticing dance. She closed her eyes and her mouth opened slightly.The stranger now gripped her by the wrist and pulled. But seeing the sights that Rabat had to offer was just one part of why we'd gone there, of course! The biggest reason of all was that we had decided that Hanna would to get pregnant while there, but not by me, but by a North African male we'd met on-line by the name of Khalid.Khalid had immediately said 'yes' to the idea of being our sperm donor, which excited Hanna and I both very much. Khalid was not originally from Rabat, but had moved there due to better work opportunities. Though Muslim,. It felt so wonderfully warm and wet as she got into sucking his dick. All the time she just kept right on sucking, with him helping her learn how to suck it just right. A few times she scraped her teeth across it making him yelp, her stop, say sorry, then start again. It felt so good to him, like nothing he had ever experienced, this was way better than jacking off. He could really begin to want this all the time, if he could get his sister to do it. He could feel the familiar stirring in his.