Later that night I woke up drenched. I noticed the light on in the corner over the easy chair with books piled on the edge of the desk.Then Jeff was w...lking to my side with a towel. He wiped off my sweat. He put down the towel and placed a cold, wet washcloth on my forehead. It felt so good.Next he was running another cold washcloth over my body. The water replaced the clammy feeling of perspiration and cooled me as it dried.I still felt like shit, but I did get back to sleep.Jeff woke me some. Freya was relaxing on the lounger by the pool, nearly asleep, when her phone rang. Deege was the caller. “Hi, Deege,” Freya voiced a happy tone. “How’s your morning going?” Deege was surprised by the cheerful hello. “It could not be better, sorry about last night,” Freya apologized, “When we got home we had the best sex.” “Really?” Deege was astounded. “I thought you were feeling terrible. You sure didn’t look too good.” “Well without going into detail, after we left I got so hot all I could. " He replied, "you are a great cock sucker, the best. No one can suck me and make me cum as often as you do." Now turn over so I can see that great ass of yours. I have a treat for it." As he turned over she spread his legs far apart and began to massage his ass cheeks. "You have the best ass and you love it kissed and licked." She then began to kiss the cheeks before she spread them and licked his ass hole. She played with his ass hole as he began to get hot and bothered loving her tongue on. She had the type of big, shapely and absolutely gorgeous ass that could make a gay man go straight. Present company included. I went home, and added her as a friend on the web. She called me shortly after, and we talked for quite a while. I learned a lot about her. She regaled me with tales of growing up in Marseille, which she described as the most diverse city in all of France. According to her, there were scores of Africans, Asians and Arabs in Marseille. Nice to know there is some diversity.