Mona was still bouncing down hard and rocking her petite French ass back and forth over Olu's cock when Becca stuck her head past the doorway to glimpse at them. Mona's moans sounded like that of a whistling tea kettle that had been left for too long on top of a fire. Becca stood by the doorway, taking in the sight of her wildly contorted face, her tits jiggling with each bounce that she made, of her cries which were a mix of English and French, but most especially of the master who simply lay there looking like he was merely getting started with the bitch. His palm smacking her butt repeatedly sounded like the crack of a whip; Becca was getting turned on by it.
Mona at that moment turned to face her and in the midst of her moans muttered something in French. Olu barked laughter.
"What did she say?" asked Becca who'd come to stand beside the bed.
"She said my cock is the best thing she's ever had since the year began," he said. "Why don't you get up here and sit on my face. I know you've been wanting to."
Becca hopped on the bed only too happy to join in and came and sat over her master's face. She held her ass cheeks open for him to breathe through and gave a mewling sound as she felt the presence of his lips eating her mouth. Her hands touched Mona's tits and then she leaned forward and sucked one of them.
Mona was almost there, once again sensing herself travelling towards the height of orgasmic clouds. Olu gritted his teeth from the way her virginal muscles seemed to contract on his cock. She exhaled another lingering moan as her body exploded into another wave of climaxing thunder and then Olu took the advantage of pushing her off him. Mona collapsed on her back, exhausted. He pushed Becca off him as well and positioned her to crouch over Mona. She wiggled her ass seductively at her master while her lips took a mouthful of Mona's left tit. She gave a mewling sigh as she felt her master's tool penetrated her pussy from behind. Olu shifted into gear. He grasped her waistline and for the next three minutes went on pounding her pussy so hard. The frame of the bed shook under their wake and Becca once again surrendered herself to her master's unbridled lust. Her face squeezed into a mask of hurt, pain and pleasure. Her cries and moans sounded stuttered as if the force of his prick invading her pussy was choking the life out of her.
"OH-OHHHH ...OHHH-UHHH-FUCK! OH MASTER! FUCK ME, MASTER! OH-OOH-OOHH ..."
Her face fell and rose repeatedly on Mona's chest. Mona parted her hair from her face and shared a kiss with her. Abbey came into the room trailing his cock along. He came to the bed's end and both women took turns sucking his cock while Olu retrieved his from Becca's pussy and pushed her forward so as to slid it between the eager pussy that was Mona's.
Both men took turns ravishing the white women as if there was no tomorrow, and they both ended up shooting their cum inside them.
An hour later Abbey decided it time that he called it a night; it was 2:46a.m. They'd been fucking for more than three hours now and both rooms bore the remains and exotic smell of semen and cum and sweat. Nick had used the bathroom to clean himself and had worn back his clothes and felt that he and his wife too ought to be leaving. Mona was lying in bed next to Becca; both of them naked with their arms entwined on each other's body.
"Come on, Mona," Nick said to his wife while at the same time shaking her awake. "Time for us to get going. I've got to be at work in the morning."
"Why don't you leave her here," suggested Olu, who'd just finished having a bath and was drying his head with a towel. "Not a good thing waking a beautiful woman up that way, not with the fucking she's been doing. Leave her with me, I'll see that she gets back safely in the morning. I promise."
Nick thought about it for a moment and then agreed to it, not seeing any harm in such. Besides, his mind was still reeling from the bout of fucking he'd had with Nneka who at the moment was lying asleep on the living room couch. He would have loved to say goodbye to her, but mostly to get her phone number so they could meet again soon. Either way, he figured he would get that information from Olu later in the day. He was two steps behind Abbey when he stopped and made as if he'd forgotten something. He approached the couch where Nneka still lay dozing. By the foot of the centre table were her scattered clothes. He sifted through them for her panties, put it to his nose and took a deep inhale before dropping it back among the pile. He was nearly tempted to lean his face and give her a parting kiss but he didn't wish to wake her up. Maybe next time, he thought to himself as he turned around and left the suite.
Olu went about the room trying to put it together at least until the hotel sent someone over to come and clean the rest. He used an old handkerchief for a sponge and started first with the living room, cleaning out the stains of cum that dotted the furniture. He was pretty tired but he still managed some strength to do this final work before thinking of calling it a night as well. He kept the empty bottle of wine along with the wine glasses someplace safe while he wiped the centre table as clean as he could leave it. He opened the windows and kept the ceiling fan at its highest to drive away the smell of fucking from the room. It wasn't working much but he figured that by early morning it would have dissipated somewhat.
It was halfway past three in the morning when he went to join both women who were still locked around each other. He managed to pry their arms off from each other and managed to separate their entangled sleeping bodies from each other and squeeze himself between their midst and then draped their arms across his body and tried to fall asleep with them.
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Bright morning sunlight streamed in through the windows but that wasn't what woke Mona up. What woke her up was a whirring rotor-like sound that sounded pretty much like the engine of a carpet cleaner going off somewhere close by. Her eyes blinked and twitched awake and she muttered a groan from listening to the sound of the machine. At first she didn't have any recollection of where she was. Everything at first appeared fuzzy to her and it wasn't till she brushed her hair from her face that her glazed eyes then took in the large bed that she was lying in and also the pair of legs lying beside hers. Things were gradually coming back to her as she sat up on the bed, recalling the wild events of the previous evening. She looked to her right and there was the handsome black man who'd fucked her silly last night with his white woman asleep next to him.
Mona took her legs from the bed to the floor and then pushed herself up. She stood there for a moment unsteadily, looked down at her body and made a pretentious move to cover herself as she realized she was naked. Her body ached all over and there was a low throbbing pain coming from her virgina. she recalled the bout of screwing she'd undertaking and it brought the onset of a smile to her lips as her mind replayed back images of it. The whirring sound had suddenly died off and she realized it was coming from the other room—the living room. She tip-toed towards the door and inched it open, peaking through it and sure enough she spied a cleaning lady in there fretting about the room. Mona turned away from the door and looked around the bedroom till she found a towel. She wrapped it around herself and then once again stuck her head out the bedroom door, this time enough for the cleaning lady to notice her.
"Good morning, ma'am," said the cleaning lady. "I'll take care of the living room and come back later to do the bedroom, if that's alright with you."
"Yes, yes, thank you very much," replied Mona.
She closed the door back and looked around the room for a moment, not at first knowing what she was looking for till her eyes found her handbag resting on a table by the corner. She went and opened it and took out her cell phone from within. The time on her phone announced itself as 9:35a.m., and she'd had three missed called already, all of them from her husband who'd called less than an hour ago. She took it with her into the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind her.
At about the same time she was closing the bathroom door behind her, Olu's eyes came grudgingly awake. He turned his head and looked at Becca's sleeping form. She looked so much like an angel the way her eyes were closed and her features plain. He planted a loving kiss on her forehead before gently pushing himself from the bed so as not to awake her. He sat there on the bed wiping mucus from his eyes when his cell phone began to vibrate and ring at the same time. He reached for it, not recognizing the number on the screen, but still bringing it to his ear. He blew air through his nostrils before pressing the receive button.
"Hello?" he said.
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While Olu was answering his phone call, Mona was taking a piss, after which she opted to wash her face in the sink. She tried her husband's number twice but it kept indicating that his line was busy. Seeing that she had nothing else to do, she stepped into the bathroom to take a well needed shower. She was just about done and was drying herself up when her phone which she'd left by the sink started to ring. It was her husband calling. She brought down the toilet seat and planted herself on it and waited for her husband to pick up his phone. When he did, they automatically started conversing in French.
"Darling, are you alright?" asked Nick.
"Yes, honey, I'm fine. Sorry I didn't answer your call earlier. I was still sleeping."
