A small delay

Before your men’s laughter has had time to die down, you’ve climbed up the stairs to reach the three women, and it’s partly your determination to provide them with one last thrill and partly your eagerness to sample Europa that makes you grab hold of the curvy slave girl’s wrists and pull her close so that you can more or less assault her with a kiss with enough ferocity to it to rival the one that Maluba gave her earlier.

For a moment, Europa is frozen in your arms, her legs spread slightly as she stands with one knee pointing to the side and the other aimed straight forwards, the impressive swell of her breasts pushing against your chest as your tongue is thrust past her soft lips, but then she lets out a moan and begins to squirm against you softly, prompting you to let go off her arms and allowing her to use them to caress your sides as her tongue begins to wrestle yours.

As it turns out, the kiss lasts longer than you had intended, with Europa driving her head forwards to reconnect with your lips again when you pull back in an attempt to end the kiss, and she’s soon squeezed her right hand in between you so that she can stroke your cock through your pants while her pink tongue invades your mouth, the voluptuous brunette acting in a manner which makes it perfectly clear that she certainly doesn’t mind having to serve you.

“She certainly seems lively enough,” Maluba comments on Europa’s behaviour, apparently amused by the vigour with which the brown-haired minx is responding to your kiss.

“Yes,” Zanya agrees and smacks her lips, “tastes good too.”

You suck air into your mouth once the second long kiss has finally come to an end, feeling suitably pleased and not a little flabbergasted at the thought of now having three such spectacular women to keep you company, though you’re increasingly unwilling to view them as mere slaves, as Europa leans against you in a manner which further underlines the weight and scope of her round breasts.

Europa looks ready to throw herself at you once again, and you very much doubt that any of your men down below would be particularly opposed to watching naked brunette squirm against you a little more, especially not if you were to turn a little so that they would get an excellent view of her narrow waist blossoms out into one of the three fullest, firmest asses you’ve ever seen, but Maluba suddenly interferes by stepping up and snaking her arms in under Europa’s armpits, pulling the brunette away from you before hurrying to move her hands to cup her tits, coaxing a dreamy moan from Europa as she begins to play with her nipples.

“I think Maluba’s getting impatient,” Zanya observes with a smile as she moves up to rub her fingers against Maluba’s shoulder, after which she leans in to plant a kiss on her black friend’s cheek.

You’re in agreement with Zanya’s assessment of the situation, although which one of you that Maluba is most interested in seems like an open question at the moment.

Still, the way in which the Nubian Amazon sends you a sultry glance as she nibbles on Europa’s earlobe does give you some evidence to suggest that she won’t be satisfied until you’ve taken her again, which causes you to wonder with half-serious concern how in all the hells you’ll ever be able to keep three women such as these sexually satisfied.

Again, you ignore the voice in your head that tries to tell you that they’re there for your pleasure, not the other way around.

Still, pride has been the undoing of many a man, and dying from exhaustion while in bed with these three gorgeous women would certainly be a bittersweet way to go, you think as you grab Zanya by the hand and begin to climb up the rest of the stairs, with Maluba a few yards behind you, bringing Europa along with her.