I wasn't miserable, but I also wasn't having much fun. At least not until Steve's wife arrived. Steve's wife was the country prosecutor. Since she had...a trial going on, we were forced to wait for court to end for the day before she could head our way. I was irritated at the wait until she arrived.Jo Anne Stevens, wife of Edgar Stevens, was a flat out gorgeous chick by anybody's standards. I mean, women who had obviously never had any part of another woman's body in their mouth stopped talking. "Hey, watcha watchin'?" I asked. He looked at me and seemed kinda puzzled but then answered "Oh just umm... uh... Family Guy." I looked down to make sure my towel hadn't fallen of and it hadn't. "I'm gunna go up and put on some clothes, ok?" I asked. He nodded yes. I slowly walked up the stairs and looked down at my brother trying to peek up the towel. I rushed up then and quickly ran into my room and shut the door. I dropped my towel and put on my bra but i was having trouble with my panties. We went on a trip to the south of Morocco. Marrakech was our favourite destination in this beautiful country. Instead of a five-star hotel, we decided to try a very famous guesthouse and choose to stay in the royal suite. We started our first day by our private pool, swimming, sunbathing, and enjoying our favourite drinks. My wife Nes was wearing sexy bikini and no bra. She spent most of the morning either swimming, or belly dancing. By the way, she is perfect at that. You know a woman with a. Then, out of my sight, she grabbed one leg at a time and did some more stretching. She took each leg and moved it around and around, to the left and right and then up and down to loosen it up. I had no doubt she got an eyeful of my cock then. Then grabbing some hot oil in her hands she began working at my shoulders and neck before moving down to my lower back. When she got to my ass I was anxious to see what she’d do. So, as she rubbed each cheek with both hands I let out little moans and.