The car sparked to living and we drove out front, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of mortal would have done. I saw Tasha undulation and smile and then we bounced onto the route. A full, excruciating mo passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safe to get up"

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and then Rachel announced herself

"Me, too ?"she said a bit loudly.

Tasha yelled and the car lurched as she jerked the wheel.

"I..I brought Rachel"I said, and then added"Just in case"

"Just in case I needed a heart onrush !"Tasha squabble at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her nitty-gritty back into property.

"I didn't want to go !"Rachel said in her snooty representative that pissed off everyone who heard it."Ron said I had to come up because he didn't know what to expect"

That explanation was fine. It was good. There was no penury to say another word. But, my darling ex-wife, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to keep out up.

"Some shag plan that was."

I breathed out in choler, took in a deep breath in prep for the downpour of angry Holy Scripture, obscenities, and insult my temper was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and shook her head.

"I have a ameliorate idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most iniquity way.

I relaxed a bit as the glint in Tasha's eye sapped some of my anger and got me wondering what she had dancing around that pretty carrot-topped header of hers.

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a slight hint of worry.

"Kim had to go to bathroom and loony toons here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely oblivious to how she was pissing me off. I saw Tasha's face redden just a bit, making her freckles stand out.

‘ Rachel, Rachel, Rachel'I thought ‘ You just never know when to stop."

"Geeze, Rachel"This I said out loud"You're setting new standards for the Menstrual Bitch"

I think Rachel was about to answer, but Tasha beat her to it.

"You got your period ?"came Tasha's contribution. I was wondering why she cared.

Tasha continued.

"What's your position on sex during your period ?"

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the answer to that one volley out of me before any conscious thought could even censor, much lupus erythematosus check it.

"Rachel is perfectly willing to give sex when she is on the rag, if you put a gun to her head."

I was married to Rachel for five years. To see us you would never envisage that. I'm decent looking, above norm if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often Worth the unremitting conflict for any intimate party favour from her, just to see the feel on other guys faces, as she would saunter past them and pick up me on the impertinence.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect hour glass figure. Her C-cup breasts are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a terpsichorean, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's pooch out just so, and the globes form that perfect tense little peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk of life into a pole staring at her paseo.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five years we were married. I never came close down. But, over the last week, with her needing me to facilitate her go away and thus scarper payback from the Russian mob ( more on that in a minute ), she was in my debt. And I was collecting some of that debt via her shapely ass. If I wasn't so keyed up from the death one-half hour, I would likely be getting gruelling anticipating another round of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to go on Ron ‘ happy'during that hebdomad ?"

"I told him to use up topic into his own hands."Rachel said obviously pleased with her pun.

"Oh, that's just mean."Said Tasha with a bit of a righteous border to her."And now that Ron has become a whitlow to keep you out of poky, don't you feel bad about that ?"

Tasha was talking to the original Ice Princess. She definitely did not feel bad about it. But, on the early hand, Rachel couldn't come out and say that either. How ungrateful would she look ?

"Maybe a piddling, but I've been making up for it, haven't I Ron ?"Rachel asked trying to draft my aid, and turning the table. So she thought.

"That's great, Rachel."Tasha quickly jumped in before I could answer"I'm really glad to hear that you have been so giving lately. I was looking for a way to ask you something"

"What ?"Rachel asked with equal measures of misgiving and curiosity.

"I think I should ask Kim about it first ?"Tasha answered

"Why ?"Rachel asked sharply, very much not pleased with that answer.

We were just a couple of minutes from arriving back at my position and I was dying to know what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex. With that thought I reflected on the retiring hebdomad ( See the old Two Can Keep a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my sprightliness.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me junky and caused more than a few conflict. last-place hebdomad I hooked up with her Sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st natal day political party. Great dark. The following morning, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both ladies naked and tied to a chair. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with mobster money and left them with the effect that Rachel had the Johnny Cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and belike Kim to find that out.

They came up with the idea of pretending to kill Rachel in a car chance event and relief another body for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the architectural plan. To thank me for the offence I have and would commit, both char have been fucking me until my rooster is raw and red. There are tough shipway to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to give me license to lie with her outflank friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with berm length red pilus. She's a niggling on the little slope, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and nearly of that duplicate ended up in her ass and knocker. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear thin top that hid them. I hated that. Recent case have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been Friend for as foresightful as I have known Rachel. I watched both lady friend mature from gangly teen to bedaze women.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to take Kim up on her pass because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me perpetrate pretender at the crematory. I was very thankful for her help. She didn't have to solve very intemperate to change my head.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keys, to break out into Rachel's dentist bureau, so we could take dental consonant X-radiation of a stiff that we would burn up in the car fortuity, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a dental consonant Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this character of the program. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the silent alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my place, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's reception to Rachel's interrogation snapped me back to the present.

"Because I just want to make sure Kim is cool with it ?"Tasha said evasively.

"With what ?"Rachel said insistently, with a hint of terror.

To be bazaar, Kim has used every excuse she could to induce me fuck her one-time sister in a assortment of ways. Kim is near understanding in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not wish sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual person lover, gave her a first rate pussy licking. And, though reluctant at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girl of all of a week, is most unlike her sister. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a shock. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you blank out things. She is a footling brusque than her babe, not as pretty, but that's like saying girl April is not as cute as missy June. Your dick would shrivel up and bodge away if you had to shaft the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's white meat are a touch smaller, but probably more firm. It is certainly fun to compare them. Kim's legs are more shapely and are especially o.k. when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not answer Rachel's question, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her intent to turn onto my street.

"Tasha ! What the fuck ?"asked Rachel, with real affright starting to creep in.

Based on the way this calendar week had gone, Rachel would get had to be looney to imagine that something sexual was not on Tasha's mind. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible thing she hated and was praying that Tasha could not read her mind. I was hoping Tasha could study mine. I was starting to reclaim from our escapade and mentation of these beautiful body was starting to wake Bruno.

We pulled into my drive with Rachel still trying to get an solvent out of Tasha.

"Tasha ! What do you need to ask Kim ? !"

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my position beside her. I was all too happy to let Rachel run her imaginativeness through the gauntlet and work her self into a tizzy. After my clip with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at someone else.

We got out and all started into the planetary house. We were all soundless. Tasha went in first and I heard Kim before I saw her.

"Thank God ! Tasha, are you all right-hand !"Kim said in obvious relief.

I started to finger a little shamed. I had not commented on her using her succulent consistence to cark Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a Virgo the Virgin this sunup. She had had sex with me, and then six hours later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess with a person's mind and I had not even thanked her.

"I'm fine, Kim."Tasha said and then giggled"There was something endearing about how clumsy and thankful he was. He kept thanking me"

"She really is a slut"I heard Rachel say under her breath.

"You fucking bitch !'I said through gritted teeth and plenty meretricious enough for everyone to hear.

"What ?"asked Kim

"Yeah."echoed Tasha"What this time ?"

Rachel was silent, but glaring at me. I was in no temper to notice a diplomatic solution, but I was also not going result for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. Repeat what you just said."I challenged.

Rachel continued to glare at me, like this was my fault.

"What did you say ?"said Tasha in a leery tone.

Rachel's glare refocused to Tasha, held for a fast bit, and then softened.

"Look, I was just suggesting that I was surprised you could enjoy sex with Dr. Rosencranz."Rachel said exasperatedly.

"Those were not the words you used."I said with my anger apparent. Rachel glared at me again.

"What did you say ?"said Tasha, getting a bit of temper up herself.

Rachel was silent and her regard fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of hand, walked over to her big sis and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a look that could peel key, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really bad for what she said and meant no harm. She is just tired and caught up in the emotion of things."

Kim said that in a lawyerly look, that put me on edge. What the fuck is she doing ? I wondered.

"She called me a ‘ jade'didn't she ? !"Tasha shouted"She has bad mouthed me ever since we were in schoolhouse, Kim. How the hell can you take her side ?"

"I told you, Tasha. We are all outwear and worked up."

Kim said trying to ratchet down Tasha's ire. But, Rachel had struck a nerve this sentence.

"ass you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking catch some Z's with your dentist ! All to help you out ! And you call me a"trollop"! You're a nooky unthankful gripe ! I don't know if I should call the pig or just sound off your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both mature wide at the word ‘ cops ’. My tummy did a flip, and I wondered if she was dangerous. It was potential just emotion, but a lot of bad things have come when emotion clouds rational thought. I figured I had better try to lull things down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on sex hormone. She will be nominated for Cunt of the class and will win in a landslip. She is more beef than a pack of female greyhounds, and she polishes a Calluna vulgaris each Nox, to boot. She had a big oral cavity and the persona of the brain that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and More, right Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her shoes or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being Thomas More colorful in my verbal description of her, than our common battle. Usually I just called her a ‘ squawk'and left it at that. Maybe that was it. Maybe she was wondering why I was defending her, even in this left wing handed way, but she at least found her voice and civilized tone.

"Y..yes. I'm a kick. I'm really drab. Really, I am. You have been a big help and I would be so fucked if you had not stepped in to help. I don't know what to say to score it up to you."

Tasha got that malevolent spark in her eye for just a second. Then she spoke

"military action speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to listen you babble about how pitiful you are. I think you should show me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her representative filled with fear and anxiousness.

"Well, Ron had told me what a secure small slut you have been yourself these past few day"said Tasha with an Elvis tinged prosaic tone.

"I didn't use the word ‘ loose woman'” I interrupted, not wanting to be misquoted.

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too nice to use that discussion in this situation. But, I'm tired and pissed, so I did. Ron said that you have been ‘ very accommodating ’. continued Tasha

I was silent now. I was pretty sure of the world-wide management this was going, but the demand goal was a mystery to me.

"have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweetness in her voice. When Rachel began to look at the floor again, Tasha's flavour changed back to anger.

"Have you !"

"Yes ! Yes, I've been letting Ron do pretty much what he wants. He's risking a lot to help me."

"I 'm risking a lot, too. Don't I deserve some advantage ?'Tasha said building a logic path that was going to lead to Rachel's perfect body.

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

"Yes, I already agreed with you. What do you want me to do ?"she said with resignation.

"You don't phone very pleased about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could answer, Kim stepped in to defend her sister.

"Tash, to be fair, she hasn't exactly been thrilled to be servicing Ron. Does she really have to be happy about it ?'

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

"Okay, then"started Kim the little pacifier."What do you want Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the respite of us said in one vocalisation. Kim continued the cerebration

"Since when are you bi ? We've been friends for how long and this is just now coming up ?"

"I think I'm just experimenting"answered Tasha conversationally.

I was thinking that this was less experiment and more punishment. But a small detail seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"Time to get to lick, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her center go encompassing. My trivial detail had not gone unnoticed after all.

"You were just with Dr. Rosencranz. Did you clean up ?"

"Mostly."came the answer"I'm thinking that since I am helping clean up your stack, you can assist strip up mine."

"B…but.. that's gross"answered Rachel

"Ron ”, Tasha looked at me"When Rachel was being"accommodating"did you cum in her cute small mouthpiece ?"

"Yup"I answered wondering if she was going to really make Rachel eat her scummy cunt, or if she was playing for something else.

"See, I know you been eating Kim's pussycat and Ron's dumped a load down your throat. You're just cutting out one spouse to get to the Lapp place."Said Tasha in tone that implied heavy logic..

"No, Tasha. Please, don't take a leak me do that. Please, I said I was sorry and I really am. Don't make me do that ?'Rachel begged.

"But, it's what I want"said Tasha as she started to disrobe.

When Tasha had shown up at my sign this even she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Francois Jacob, into a distich of comfortable jeans and a sloppy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample breast, ensnared by a sexy green bra.

"P..please, Tasha, I'm begging you."started Rachel, who looked close to tears."I'll do anything else."

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her jeans, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jean to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of pantie. My eyes focused on the little patch of cloth covering her puss. I was searching for signs of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to become ablaze as Rachel begged to be spared the humiliation of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with affright starting to gain the upper hand.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the fabric of her bra give as the clasp was untie. Rachel's center were riveted to Tasha's breasts as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the trading floor.

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha titty were solid looking and rode high on her chest than their sizing should take in allowed. Her areolas are a niggling low than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you quick ?'Tasha said taking a dance step towards my ex-wife, as her finger began to slide into the waistcloth of her end remaining clause of clothing.

"A porn movie !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the slovenly woman in the smut picture and you be the director ! Please, you can have Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

"What, I can't maneuver, too ?"Tasha tugged on side of her underclothing down to mid-hip.

"Yes ! Anything"

"Good !"Tasha said, in a satisfied tone,"Porn slut, you can begin by eating my pussy"

With that, Tasha took her panties down and off. She was completely nude and then closed the remaining distance to Rachel.

"On your knee joint, or I call the copper"Tasha ordered.

"N.nn.no"Rachel said shakily, but she complied.

"custody behind you back"Tasha said authoritively as she grabbed a handful of Rachel's hair.

I looked at Kim. She was staring intently at the two ladies. I had expected blow and anger on her aspect. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked athirst. Kim cheek was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's expression into her groin and ground her piffling red muff into Rachel's typeface for a long moment and then pulled her head back. Tasha's expression looked a mix of atonement and bafflement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to lean backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained upright. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex. As she continued to labor Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's point was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would have the access she didn't want.

When Rachel was in position, Tasha leaned forward just a bit. Kim and I were directly in front of the two peeress. We saw Rachel's tongue appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her reluctant lover's boldness.

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That feels good, Rachel. You are a secure little porn slut."

As if in resolution to a compliment, Rachel began to move her header faster, working Tasha's cunt in an pressing manner. Tasha began to rock and slowly lunge her pussy into Rachel's font. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to detain balanced and to keep her face glued to Tasha's get laid tunnel.

"Oh, Fuck ya !"Keep doing that ! Fuck, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly undefended. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into tight knots as her arousal spread to all sphere.

"Ohhhhhhhhh"Tasha moaned."Deeper. Get in deeper ”. She added as she pulled Rachel's expression deeper into her crotch.

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her hands had dropped to her front and Kim rubbed her own pussy, as if no one could see her. Tasha's oculus opened and she looked surprised for a split-second, as if she had forgotten we were around.

"Ohhhhh ! That look unspoilt. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

Rachel's question was moving in a jerk rhythmic way. She reached up with one hired man and began to rub down one of Tasha's sizable breasts.

"Ah.Ah.Ah"Tasha moaned sharply."I like that. Harder"

I don't know if Tasha meant with Rachel's hand or mouth, but Rachel must hold known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels dear !"

Struggling to maintain her equipoise, Rachel let go with her deal and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her optic and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My boobs ! Please !

I'm guesswork that Kim knows of Tasha's sensitive breasts and was not surprised. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her knees, so her mouth was the Sami altitude as Tasha's milky Stanford White globes. Kim took Tasha's right breast into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's other bosom and she began to take in and badger the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an quick response from her friend.

"Yes ! Oh, God ! Yes ! Like that !"

Tasha was bucking, and grinding, and thrusting. And all the while she was holding Rachel firmly against her pussy. I was beginning to marvel if Rachel could get any air.

‘ Fuck ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her orgasm arrived. Tasha had both hands on the back of Rachel's header and was pushing so hard I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went rigid as the pleasure took her.

"piece of ass ! Yes ! I'm cumming !"yelled Tasha in orgasmic triumph

Kim was still sucking and squeezing Tasha's tits ; trying to give pleasure or get pleasure I could not differentiate.

Rachel began to fight to free her font from Tasha's twat. This seemed to die the turn and Tasha let relax and stood erect. She was breathing strong and sweat had beaded on os frontale. Then she broke into an stymy smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big gulps of air, and then looked at her sister.

"Kim, do me, please ! I'm so hot"she begged.

Kim had stood up and was eyeing Tasha like she was a steak. Tasha looked into Kim's eyes and began to bend into her for a kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then next second. Rachel looked at me with a lustful regard I had only dreamed of afore.

"Ron, please. Please consume me. Please, I need to cum."

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to walk over. I bent down and put my hand behind her head and grabbed a fistful of haircloth, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the shoulder and in a single movement I pulled her to a standing position and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

Rachel moaned into my mouth as she began to undo my bloomers. I stopped her. I was going to relish having the power for once.

"Hands to yourself"

I said as I released her and pushed her back half a step. I put my paw between her still clothed legs and rubbed her pussy.

"You want me to jazz your bloody piffling snatch ?"

"Please, Ron."She begged as she ground herself into my script.

"You'd never let me touch you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the area her button should own been.

"Ohhhhhh, God. Oh, that's feels soundly ! Please, I want you now"

"All those many calendar month of having to wham off. I would be so horny and you were no helper. You didn't maintenance about my needs, then. Why should I care about yours, now ?"

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had Begin worrying her erect breast nub as it fought to make it's mien known through her blouse and bra.

"Ah. Ah. I'm sorry. Oh please, Ron. Please."

"Ok, but it's going to cost you"I said a near sing song."Strip down to your pantie and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would induce huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pant off, before my pant had cleared my pelvis. She dropped down in front of me and yank my dungaree the rest of the way down. She needed to statement from this point, as my cock pointing at her nose made it clear what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my organ and I felt her warm, wet back talk encircle me. Her spit immediately wrapped the underside of my cock and she began to slide me in and out of her mouth.

"Oh, screwing, Rachel. That's what I'm talking about."

She was moving medium-slow, not wanting to get me off. She really did want me to fuck her. I could count the times, on one hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reason was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the full attention of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two hands wide-cut of Rachel's perfectly styled haircloth and used them as handles to get down picking up the pace. I was in charge and if I blew my load down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! sucking on it ! Take me deeper !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to live with my shaft. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat part and hold the invasion I looked into her heart and saw a combination of lust and fearfulness. Only one of those surprised me.

I ground me hips into her human face and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her throat was giving the head of my turncock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a trench breath, but continued to look up at me.

"More psyche, or do you require it up your ass ?"

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her life, but she had given up that cherry to me solar day ago, and knew I couldn't get enough.

"M..my ass"she said weakly between breaths.

"You don't sound too convincing"I challenged

I saw anger flair for just a instant then she begged in a most convincing tone.

"Please, Ron, do me in the ass. I'm really sorry for all the times I denied you before."

With that she quickly danced out of her lacy underwear and spun around. She quickly got on her hands and knees and stuck that incredibly shaped ass in the air.

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private region. She was offering them without condition, instruction, or warning. She was letting me convey her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to fuck that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five years, never letting me near this pleasure. Now she offering it to me, unrestricted. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's little brownness starfish beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not run out to discover the small white strand snaking out from that orifice, confirming that lineage was flowing.

"Don't move !"I ordered as I made a move towards the kitchen."And rub your pussy !"

I did not want any of her lustfulness to wane. I was almost in scare, trying to think of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any more pain than I had to. But, as I turned to make my dash, all idea of Rachel were shoved out of mind. That was because my eyes fell on the passel of Tasha and Kim.

Tasha was lying on the floor, with a still fully clothed Kim lying on top of her, as she greedily sucked on Tasha's erect tit, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and eager lips. The sounds the two lady were making ; the slurps and smacking as rim consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My cock was already hard enough to carve granite and this was driving me mad with luxuria. I took two tone towards the ladies, my middle riveted on the natural action.

"Mmmmmmmm."I heard Tasha moan out as Kim once again took a pap into her sass and sucked on it.

Tasha took one mitt and pushed Kim's face on to her breast.

"More, Kim !"Tasha ordered"I like it hard !"

Kim responded by biting Tasha's erect nub, while twisting the other areola, not so gently.

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting position and grabbed both of Tasha's monolithic tits and squeezed them like nerf egg. Kim's handwriting moved up and found both teat, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same time. Tasha arched her rear and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! Fuck ! That is so have intercourse vivid !"

"My turn."Kim said as she stood and began to undress.

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the tops of her jeans, I was reminded of some unfinished business.

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh !"I heard Rachel exclaim.

I knew that audio, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to occur. At to the lowest degree not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an flash. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her presence on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her climax. I reached between her legs and jerked her hand away from her clitoris.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

"Please, Ron."she begged"I need to cum"

"I guess spit will suffer to do"I said as I worked up some saliva.

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to occur, but knowing it was the only when track to the firing the coming that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and pollex. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit slick organ in my right-hand handwriting. The head of my cock touched her lilliputian starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my stone hard member.

"Relax, Rachel, or it will really hurt."

I said in a calm articulation that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her most wet orifice. I pushed my pecker onto her forbidden gap, not super intemperate, but I wasn't taking my time either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her tight hole until I exploded.

All at once her ass gave and my hammer lurched forward an inch.

"Ow !"Rachel grasped"P.please go retard ! Please, Ron, don't hurt me."

I was so snap. I didn't really want to suffer her, but my own sexual desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to glance over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her clothes and the two missy were in a sixty-nine situation, with the back of Kim's head blocking my position of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's header moved rhythmically as she pleasured her beneficial friend. The licking and moaning coming from the two ladies send a sonic wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. slow up ! Slow !"begged Rachel

I was going as slack as was going to happen and I felt a tremble go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my cock. The feel was pleasure to the point of painful sensation and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two fix. I wasn't sure, but I was trusted that she felt even tighter than when I took her ass cerise a few years ago.

Ignoring her pleas of sloth, I gave into my understructure emotions and jammed the last inch of dick into Rachel's bunge yap. Another wave of pleasure shook my spine as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's pelvic arch and ground my turncock just a bit deeper, enjoying the genius of finding another fraction of column inch of her ass.

I expected a shriek and cry of pain from Rachel but a grunt was all I received. When I looked down, I saw that she was watching her Sister eat Tasha's puss. It was obvious this was turning her on.

Feeling just a smidgeon ignored, I slapped the face of Rachel's ass with a firm swat, earning the cry of painful sensation I had just missed.

"Ow !"Rachel cried, more jump than hurt.

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

Rachel was only too happy to follow. She tucked her shoulder under and reached back. The motion in her arm and berm told me she was doing as I ordered.

"Now beg me to fuck your ass."I said

"Please, Ron, fuck my ass. Fuck it surd !"

She did sound like she wanted it, though way down oceanic abyss my subconscious was denying that was possible.

But I told my sense of right and wrong to go have sex itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as much restraint as I could rally. It was not very much. My articulatio coxae were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her hip joint to pull myself deeper inside her

"Ahhhhhhh ! Ow ! It still hurts"Rachel gasped with a sudden inhalation of air that momentarily broke the beat of her own masturbation.

The resistance had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly crocked. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no sound early than her own heavy breathing. I took this to mean she was cook to have her ass pounded.

These two thrusts had happened in lupus erythematosus than four second. It was only the memories of our passion that had restrained me until now, to the slightest. I back out, rescind and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a debauched stride.

Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! The sound of her ass stopping my stab acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me strike faster and harder.

"Oh ! Ron ! Easy ! It's not wet enough !"

I was at period beyond caring. There was anger pushing my lust and hearing her in some botheration was satisfying.

I began to rive back on Rachel's hips with each jab and magnified the vividness in which our organic structure were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my cock, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her bowels with my cum in a few endorsement.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow !'Please, Ron ! No Sir Thomas More !"

Rachel began to cry out. I could sense that my spit had worn off and it was harder to advertise. It was also starting to rub my dick. I bottomed out again and ground my pelvic girdle as hard as could into her, wanting to make this last ass knife thrust go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her displacement quickly under me. The feeling of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my shaft was a unparalleled whizz that almost made me cum right then. If she had masturbated with it, I would experience blown my load.

"Out !"she gasped without pauperism. I knew her cunt was evacuate. But, not for long.

Figuring that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would bear dried her out, I worked up some More spit and rubbed it on my cock, and then clap into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

"Ohhhhhh"Rachel moaned"Please Ron, do me now"

This muddle was meant to be fucked and I buried myself cryptical inside her.

"Ah !"Rachel gasped out as a combination of reliever and surprisal took her.

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my heart darted to the two noblewoman. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's twat and had her heart screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's back talk was open in another silent wow and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to sway back and Forth River, desperately needing to consume her cunt worked. I took the hint and began to pump her snatch in at a regular, medium pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two dame less than a dozen feet away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's hips to gather some breathing room. I heard Tasha groan out

"Do my breast, Kim. realise me cum !"

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh !'came the sound from Rachel underneath me. She was going to cum soon.

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her acquaintance with her head at Tasha's dresser. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a swollen libia and her red muff, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grip on Rachel's hips and began to piston into her as heavily and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the taut pussy under my control, and the sexy ladies putting on a show in front of me. My senses were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent thrusts were making that clear to Rachel.

"Awwwl…most….there !"Rachel gasped out as an melodic theme popped into my head.

With the melodic theme of a new way to punish Rachel as my brake, I pulled out of Rachel earning me a rebuke.

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your back !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over profligate than a gymnast, spread her knees and offered me her well cunt, by lifting her ass off the basis. I knee crawled between her branch and scooped them onto my articulatio humeri. Rachel hated this position. She hated not being in ascendence when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

I speared her wet, red pussy and drive myself to the hilt. Rachel did not care.

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the ground and started thrusting as heavily and as fast as I could. Every few clip I found the hind end of her slit, I would edge myself forward and labor Rachel leg towards her spike.

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh !"Rachel sounded again.

I was much more directly stimulating her aroused pea and I knew she wouldn't last long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her tight cunt was milking me, sending me exponentially closer to my own climax. I too was not going to last.

"Yessssssssss !"Rachel screamed and I felt her twat tighten around my penis.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the coming outpouring my sensory faculty and take away my conscious opinion and environment. As I began to burst out I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to shoot my loading through her. Rachel's knee touched the English of her fountainhead as I felt my first gibe replete her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my sexual climax began to move back and my perception returned.

I looked down at Rachel's angelic boldness. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her boob slightly distorted with gravitation, rose and fell in time.

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha scream in joy and my head whipped up.

Tasha was still on her back with splayed legs facing me. Kim's in good order hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussy, while her entrust hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D loving cup, digging digit trench with her crusade. That nipple was drawn into a taut knot about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The former nipple was hidden from purview by Kim's sensuous back talk as she was sucking it cryptical and hard.

I had not thought it potential, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike thing to do, would be to give Kim some avail. She was on her knees, using her face and Tasha's breast to bear out nigh of her free weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's openings and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sister had been mere proceedings earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's pussy, with her lips slightly parted and very moist with her own succus. My manus on her hips gave her a disunited second of warning before I pierced her snatch with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had strength for.

At that moment Tasha let out a wail as the penultimate moment over took her.

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, fuck !

Kim released Tasha's swollen-headed mamilla and positioned her ego more comfortably, lying across Tasha, so they formed a"T"as battered into Kim's love burrow.

Tasha was coming down from her high, glanced at me, and gave me a frail, embarrassed smile. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's twat and the face to side rocking of Tasha's breasts adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a stifle

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her coming took her. That little speech sound seemed to puncture both my libido and my stopcock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my heart, waiting for my own breathing and fondness pace to riposte to convention. I could hear the audio of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

"Did you cum inside me ?'she whispered impishly.

"I tried toilsome, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not pleased, but still pretty satisfied.

"Bet, I could find one more."she challenged.

I was spent. I was fucked dry, and dog tired. My rooster was a little sore and I wanted a shower.

"You're going to kill me, Kim."

I heard a little giggle and she snuggled finisher. I heard Tasha get up and opened my eyes to see her au naturel eubstance squatting down to recollect her cloth. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"leaving ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the utmost Word of God

Tasha turned her attention to Kim.

"Kimmy, I hope everything works out for you and Rachel. I enjoyed ‘ being'with you"

Tasha had added emphasis on ‘ being'making it clear she was speaking of the last fifteen minute of arc and continued.

"But, what I said still goes. I'm out. You can call if you really, really, want my avail, like if your life is on the personal line of credit. But, this is getting to be more than I can take."

She had not stop dressing during this short spoken communication and had her pants and blouse on before the final period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the chair and finished put on her shoes.

"I understand, Tash. We are thankful for all the assistant you gave us '' Kim said as she got up to pass her best friend a hug.

They embraced, looked into each other's oculus, and the Tasha turned and walked to and through the doorway without another word.

Kim turned to face me. She looked a picayune sad, but did not appear to be overcome or even approaching tears.

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would feel good"I said thinking of the hot water, not Kim's house, sexy body.

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her sister. I turned to see Rachel, in just her step-in, putting the final Kleenex wrap on her used tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll wait until your done. The shower is too small and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly outwear voice, but it brightened and hardened with her next line.

"But, don't use all the hot water !'

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was decent, but felt a little mechanically skillful. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot water, we went down stairs and sat at the kitchen table.

"What about tomorrow ?"Kim asked

"What about it ?"I answered, knowing she was talking about crashing Rachel's car, and staging a ardor to make it look like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

"Somewhere off of I-70, in the mint would be best, I think. I was thinking we that if it looked enough like an accident, then we would have two chances of getting away with this. The law could think it was an chance event and if not, then we tell them about the Russians'

"I was thinking the same thing, but I think we should do it closer to home. How do we explicate what Rachel was doing up there, when the police follow around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, emotional, and secernate them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the body will end up on Dr. Syygo's board, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the scoop medical examiner in the state. Even the Colorado Bureau of investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the consistency was there, you could keep an eye on things, and maybe helper to manoeuvre them in the mightily direction."Kim argued back at me.

"Kim, you over estimate what I can do."I said with a little emotion rising.

"I think you underestimate what you can do"she said sincerely and then added mischievously."and I think you underestimate what Rachel and I can do"

"flavour Kim, the design is to have the police think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the spinal column of my thinker that if the burned torso ended up with a race or incompetent medical tester, we might just accept it ruled as an fortuity. That would keep the law completely out of it."

"B.but, I…I..but"Kim said with her middle starting to well up and her voice breaking"I would feel s.so m….."

And then she lost it, and her hands went up to her face, shielding her tears from me.

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a slim note of affright"What ? !"

"I want you to do it !"she burst out

"Huh ?"wondering what the daemon she was talking about. I'm an assistant for the doc. I don't do autopsies.

"I would feel better about all of this if it were happening in your dead room. Where you could keep an eye on things and cover intelligence to us. It is going to kill me not lie with what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal music clarity that belied the stopping point few seconds.

‘ Fuck.'I thought ‘ There goes Plan B"

"All right. All right. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to take her in my arms

"I guess we can do it in the north part of Town, maybe around Smith Rd. There are a few kind of secluded spots there and still in our jurisdiction. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

"sniff. Sniff. I'm sorry. This is so stressful and I'm just so gladiola to have you with me."Kim said as she set aside her bust and became more calm.

"This is going to pee for a busy day tomorrow. I need to reconnoitre out a spot and then refigure out how to form this happen. In the mountains, I was going to just alight the car on fire and push it down an embankment. We are fresh out of cliffs and such here on the plains."I said with a timber of resignation.

"I'm sorry, I'm such a pain."Kim started"But, I'll give it up to you !"she said with a wink and knowing sharpness to her voice.

I rolled my eye.

"Kim, after today, I think I will need sildenafil to get it up again."

"We'll see"she giggled

"Bed."I said and then firmly"and sleep."

We went off to my room and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally knead her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't eternal sleep. I had tomorrow on my mind. So many inquiry. How would we get out this off ? What would I say to the cop where they came around ? Would they be funny right on away ? Would our news report hold up ? But, time and time again, my head would return to How. I finally dozed off with that head still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the door by 6:30 AM. I headed to north Aurora and spent about two hours driving around. I found a fairly secluded smudge, where the old farm road turned 90 stage. If a person were to miss that turn, there was a large cottonwood tree to prevent you from ruining part of the Fannie Merritt Farmer's harvest. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My side by side stay was household entrepot. I needed to get some matter. After I had found the pip to stage our chance event, it became clear there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to need a few affair to aid us tear it off. Then I was off to the gas place to top off my storage tank and get a little extra for tonight. We were going to call for it.

I got home in time for luncheon. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to clear me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her offer of grilled high mallow and Lycopersicon esculentum soup. Over the sandwiches, and with Rachel joining us, I explained what I came up with.

"You're frickin'loony !"said Rachel

"You'll kill yourself !"resound Kim

"Fine. Do you have a better thought ?"I said defensively.

"We could just fight it into a ditch."said Rachel

"And how potential do you think it would naturally just explode into flames. We have to at least try to make believe the fire seem like constituent of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a clangoring into a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ? How will it expect if you're deadened, too ?"exclaimed Kim

"Rachel's car has passenger side air bags, and I'll wear the seat belt. If things go alright the liberal concern will be getting me out of the crumbled car."

We went back and forth like this for to the highest degree of an hour. But, in the end, the madam could come up with no former alternative if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to make for in the service department for awhile and get things set for tonight."I said, closing word, and adding a degree of conclusiveness by pushing my electric chair back and getting up.

It went to the private road and brought my Home Depot purchases to the service department. In a duad of minute I had finished what I called my quickening Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would allow me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas treadle and the device driver's derriere. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an Angle so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro shoulder strap, which would hold the stick to the pedal, but fastened so I could rip it idle with a astute tug. Finally, I drilled a hollow near the top and added a long leather strap, to give me some way to sustain me from losing the stick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five congius can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few oz. in a meth jar. It was now clip to prepare Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely critical that the absolutely organic structure could not be identified through digit print. So to cause certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many level in each finger and parts of her hand. When the fire began to burn the hypodermic petrol, her entire custody should incinerate to the bone.

I placed ziplock bags over each of her mitt and left her in the now unplugged freezer. It had served its determination of keeping her at 34 degrees, but now with just hours to go it didn't thing anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's senior high schooltime ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to establish the police something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything quick. Now we just had to wait for it to get dark and late.

dinner party was fast food that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our tummy. For the yesteryear week things had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no clock time to cerebrate about anything. I was either working on some component of the program or being screwed senseless by one of the sister, or Tasha. Now, there was time to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any honest. I kept blurting out random dubiousness ;

"testament this really put to work ?"

"Is this going to really get the Russians off our backbone ?"

"What about the Russians ? We haven't heard a peek out of them in days."

"When will the police show up at my threshold ?"

Each head made the fille jump, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

"Damn it, Ron ! Shut up ! This isn't helping"

Kim gave her sister a soil look, and then her eyes softened as she turned her gaze to me.

"I know how to relieve some tension"she said getting up.

I had an approximation what her stress relief plan was, and ordinarily I would possess been all for it. But, right now my head was a wad and I didn't think a snow job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to deflect her gently."I need to keep my header in the game. I want to realise sure we aren't missing something."

"Oh, Pooh."She said a pertain annoyed."You worry too much. Everything is going to be just fine."

And with that she got up and headed to my bedroom. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for indisputable she was going to deform on the rip again. But, she just lay on her side facing me.

"I figure I might as well try to get in a nap. I doubt we will get very much nap later."She said affair of factly.

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to take after her spark advance. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off various time and part of the even melted away. But, the quietus was not deep or very restful. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in search of Rachel. She was lying on the sofa, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our final preparations.

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the dead body in Rachel's back hindquarters, covering it with a cover. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the blanket would at least buy us time to think of something or hope the cop got a more unplayful call taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about fifteen minute we would be at the carrefour of fate and decisiveness. There our lives were going to change forever.


To be continued .