The two French guys had been gone nearly thirty minutes. I'd spent this time teasing my husband by telling him how horny our new friends had made me. I told him how much I needed them to put their cocks and tongues inside me.
It was time to sneak upstairs to the room where the door was left ajar. My man pushed open the door and stood back to let me go in first. The room was small. A single bed, a table with a fan on it and a lamp, then the double bed. Two guys lay side by side in this with their bodies exposed from the stomach upwards.
"Stand up." I said and they did. "Run me a bath, Didier, and you can both wash my body. Then you're going to dry me and carry me to the bed." Didier squeezed past me, his black, smooth skin brushed against me and his cock was getting harder. Philippe was equally handsome and even more aroused. Both bodies were thin and muscular and I was in the mood to get the most from my three guys.
Two sets of hands washed my body. Occasionally a finger would stray inside me. I was incredibly wet. Philippe lifted me into a towel which was held open by Didier's arms. The two guys were strong but handled me gently. I was placed onto the double bed with care.
Stood at the end of the bed were my three male whores for the afternoon with their cocks set at my eye level. I was in cock heaven and my mind was racing. I looked at the big black one with its length and girth, the huge white one next to it and my man's which fit my pussy perfectly every time.
I pointed at my husband and told him to lay beside me. I looked at the other two and told Philippe to lay at my other side. "You two boys are going to hold my legs open and you (I pointed at Didier) are going to show me what you can do with your tongue".