Then we found, unused and still in its box, a clitoral vibrator, and stimulator.It was only small but had many settings, and a Duracell battery alread... fitted. Mary looked at me inquisitively, and I smiled and nodded.We couldn't get our gear off quickly enough. But we both stripped completely and got on the bed together. Mary had hold of the toy, but she put it to one side while we explored each other's bodies. We teased each other's boobs, sucked on ear lobes. I turned around, and we traced. ‘Um the nurse gave me this.’ He said and handed her a pen and paper. ‘These I bought.’ He continued and held up a huge bunch of flowers. Sam took the flowers off him while Taylor was writing. Her note read ‘Not allowed to talk yet. Thanks for the flowers but who are you?’ ‘Oh you probably don’t recognize me without the gear, but I’m just another in the long line of people you saved yesterday.’ He smiled. ‘She saved your life too? Way to go sis!’ Sam exclaimed. Taylor realized that he was the. Then she reaches around my waist and grabs my shaft. “Go in slow and easy, Uncle Ronnie”. Jen is obviously very familiar with anal sex. She knows TOO much. I arch my back and press forward. The head of my dick literally disappears into Ann’s rectum. She lets out a little moan of painful pleasure. Jenn, still holding the shaft of me cock, pulls me back out. Then she pushes my tool back in again but this time allows me to slowly push in until my pubic hair hides Ann’s anus. Ann’s moan this time. We both really enjoyed our time there, and sight-seeing the first few days. The atmosphere was so different than Poland in October; warm, but because of the close proximity to the ocean, not uncomfortable by any means. The narrow streets were like from Casablanca, the old Humphrey Bogart film from the 1940's, and yet, modernized, but not overly so as to spoil it's charm.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.