During my stay in Addis Ababa, it often rained during the daytime, but never at night. On my final night in town, it was drizzling, though. The streetwalkers preferred to stay at home...
Christmas Light Bars
After a late dinner, I headed for the bars on Mike Leyland St. I walked up and down the street quite a few times before I spotted my dream girl...
Matada had a super-cute face and long, curly hair. Wearing a polka dot blouse and ultra-short shorts, she looked sexy as hell. But Matada didn’t speak a word of English and didn’t give me the right vibe. Since she was an absolute doll, I probably would have taken her home if it weren’t my last night in town. But I wanted to go out with a bang...
A girl wearing a sequin dress looked cute, but I suddenly had a flashback about a hottie I’d spotted the previous night. As I was walking home with Meron, I noticed a girl with blonde streaks in her hair standing outside the bar next-door. Sparks flew as we made eye contact...
As I walked past Sisters House, I expected Meron to storm out and grab me. But there was no reception committee tonight. Instead, I was pulled inside the next bar... by a girl with blonde streaks in her hair.
Freedom & Ada
Freedom was a Tigrayan girl who spoke some English. She was kissing me straight away. Just like Meron, she was a great dancer. I figured she could make my last night in Addis Ababa a night to remember...
Just as I’d made a deal with Freedom (400 ETB LT), a girl with a dark complexion walked into the bar. I couldn’t understand Ada’s conversation with the other girls, but she was constantly talking about... photos.
As I was walking back to my hotel with Freedom, Ada followed us home. She’d seen the pictures I’d taken of Meron and volunteered to model for me... in return for a CD with her pictures.
Ada knew about my collection of sexy outfits. During a hectic photo shoot, both girls were constantly changing costumes and vying for my camera’s attention.
Freedom’s great pair of tits tasted like ripe mangoes. She didn’t want me to eat her pussy, though. I managed to pry her legs open and did the nasty anyway. Freedom was getting wet, but clearly wasn’t comfortable. She kept pressing her legs together, as Ada was watching the action...
I donned a condom and invited Freedom to ride me. She wouldn’t! I got on top and slowly penetrated her tight snatch. Freedom was complaining she hurt right from the word go. She wouldn’t open her legs widely enough, so it was difficult for me to achieve full penetration. When I pulled her on top, Freedom just sat there. The girl was totally clueless! A pretty starfish. Oh, well!
Photos: Freedom - Mike Leyland St. 96 97 98 99
Oops! There’s a tit hanging out.
Photos: Freedom - Mike Leyland St. 100 101 102 103 104 105 106
As Freedom was in the shower, Ada sat in my lap and shoved her torpedo tits in my face. I guess watching the show turned her on. But it was late and I’d just finished a long session with Freedom, so I didn’t bite.
Photos: Ada - Mike Leyland St. 107 108 109 110 111
Both girls fell asleep as I was processing their pictures and preparing their CDs. As per the usual recipe, Freedom woke me up after just a few hours of sleep. She was already dressed and obviously wanted to skip the 2nd round. I didn’t really fancy fucking her again, but the mere suggestion prompted Freedom to settle for 300 ETB.
I should have insisted Ada take her place! Especially as I hadn’t been with a Somali girl yet. But my brain wasn’t firing on all cylinders without enough beauty sleep. Oh, well! These are the tits I should have had for breakfast.
Photo: Ada - Mike Leyland St. 112
I also managed to get a shot of Freedom’s hooters as she was changing outfits. African girls can have great tits!
Photo: Freedom - Mike Leyland St. 113
Finally, this is my only picture of both girls together... showing a tit each.
Photo: Freedom/Ada - Mike Leyland 114
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