The car sparked to life history and we drove out front, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would have done. I saw Tasha wave and smile and then we bounced onto the route. A broad, excruciating min passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safety 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 plan of attack !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her affection back into place.

"I didn't want to go !"Rachel said in her too big for one's breeches representative that pissed off everyone who heard it."Ron said I had to come because he didn't know what to expect"

That explanation was mulct. It was sound. There was no pauperization to say another word. But, my darling ex-wife, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to close up.

"Some fucking plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep hint in preparation for the waterspout of furious words, obscenities, and insults my temper was about to unloose, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and excite her head.

"I have a better idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most evil way.

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a tenuous speck of worry.

"Kim had to go to bathroom and dot 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 trashy"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 point ?"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, the answer to that one burst out of me before any witting thought could even censor, much less full point it.

"Rachel is perfectly willing to stimulate 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 think that. I'm decent looking, above average if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often deserving the constant fighting for any sexual party favour from her, just to see the look on other guy wire faces, as she would saunter past them and beak me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect 60 minutes glass soma. Her C-cup breasts are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a social dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's doggy out just so, and the orb form that perfect niggling peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a pole staring at her pass.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five years we were married. I never came close-fitting. But, over the last week, with her needing me to help her melt and thus escape retribution 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 last half 60 minutes, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another rhythm of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to keep Ron ‘ happy'during that week ?"

"I told him to postulate matter into his own hands."Rachel said obviously pleased with her pun.

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

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

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

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

"What ?"Rachel asked with equal measures of suspicion and oddment.

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

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

We were just a couple of moment from arriving back at my place and I was dying to know what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the yesteryear week ( See the previous Two Can keep on a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life history.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nuts and caused more than a few competitiveness. shoemaker's last week I hooked up with her sis, Kim, after Kim's 21st natal day party. Great dark. The next morn, when I left the girl alone, a Russian mobster paid them a sojourn. I found both dame 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 belief that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to find that out.

They came up with the theme of pretending to pour down Rachel in a car stroke and substitute another trunk for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the programme. To thank me for the offense I have and would invest, both women have been fucking me until my rooster is raw and red. There are worse way of life to go. Rachel has been loath, but has denied me nil. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to feed me permission to fuck her practiced friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with articulatio humeri length red tomentum. She's a lilliputian on the short side, at about 5'2"and just a tinct heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and most of that extra ended up in her ass and boobs. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to tire out meridian that hid them. I hated that. Holocene event have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as recollective as I have known Rachel. I watched both missy mature from gangly stripling to stunning women.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to take Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in dear with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me pull fraud at the crematory. I was very grateful for her assistance. She didn't have to work out very difficult to change my mind.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keystone, to get out into Rachel's dentist post, so we could take aim dental X ray of a corpse that we would burn up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Good Shepherd, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a dental consonant Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this part of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the unsounded alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my berth, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's question snapped me back to the deliver.

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

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

To be reasonable, Kim has used every self-justification she could to have me bonk her old sister in a variety of ways. Kim is most understanding in that way, much to my joy and surprise. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual lover, gave her a first of all rate kitty drubbing. And, though loath at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my lady friend 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 cushion. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you forget things. She is a little forgetful than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss Apr is not as cute as Miss June. Your peter would shrivel up and flub away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a same. Kim's breast are a contact smaller, but probably more firm. It is certainly fun to equate them. Kim's stage are more shapely and are especially finely when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not resolve Rachel's question, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her spirit to plough onto my street.

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

Based on the way this calendar week had gone, Rachel would experience had to be crazy to think that something sexual was not on Tasha's judgment. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible thing she hated and was praying that Tasha could not interpret her mind. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to go back from our dangerous undertaking and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to awaken Saint Bruno.

We pulled into my private road 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 imagination through the gauntlet and work her ego into a dither. After my time with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at someone else.

We got out and all started into the house. We were all mute. Tasha went in low gear and I heard Kim before I saw her.

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

I started to finger a little shamefaced. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a 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 up with a somebody'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 grateful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

"You fucking bitch !'I said through gritted dentition and mint loud enough for everyone to hear.

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was unsounded, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to find a diplomatic result, but I was also not going result for her.

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

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

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

Rachel's public eye refocused to Tasha, held for a fast second base, 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 humour up herself.

Rachel was unsounded and her gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of mitt, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few condemnation in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a flavour that could undress blusher, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really sorry 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 tone, that put me on edge. What the fucking is she doing ? I wondered.

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

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

Kim said trying to ratchet down down Tasha's wrath. But, Rachel had struck a heart this time.

"Fuck you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking log Z's with your dentist ! All to aid you out ! And you call me a"fornicatress"! You're a fucking thankless beef ! I don't know if I should call the cops or just sound off your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's optic both raise extensive at the Word ‘ cops ’. My tummy did a somerset, and I wondered if she was serious. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad things have come when emotion clouds rational number thought. I figured I had better try to calm matter down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroid hormone. She will be nominated for pussy of the year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a pack of female greyhounds, and she polishes a Calluna vulgaris each Night, to boot. She had a big oral fissure and the theatrical role 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 than, right Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her shoes or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being more colorful in my description of her, than our usual fights. Usually I just called her a ‘ kick'and left it at that. Maybe that was it. Maybe she was wondering why I was defending her, even in this left handed way, but she at to the lowest degree found her voice and civilized tone.

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

Tasha got that evil glint in her eye for just a 2d. Then she spoke

"action mechanism speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to hear you blather about how sorry you are. I think you should evince me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her voice filled with reverence and anxiousness.

"well, Ron had told me what a good little jade you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an acid tinged prosaic tone.

"I didn't use the password ‘ strumpet'” I interrupted, not wanting to be misquoted.

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too nice to use that Word of God 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 superior general direction this was going, but the exact finish 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 step 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 reward ?'Tasha said building a system of 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 effectual very pleased about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could respond, 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 well-chosen about it ?'

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

"okeh, then"started Kim the fiddling conciliator."What do you want Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the rest of us said in one part. Kim continued the opinion

"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 modest particular seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"meter to get to work, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her middle go wide. My picayune detail had not gone unnoticed after all.

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

"Mostly."came the result"I'm intellection that since I am helping clean house up your muddle, you can help clean 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 little mouth ?"

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

"See, I know you been eating Kim's kitty and Ron's dumped a encumbrance down your throat. You're just cutting out one cooperator to get to the Saame place."Said Tasha in tincture that implied impenetrable logic..

"No, Tasha. Please, don't make 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 house this eve she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a couple of well-heeled jeans and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her sizable breast, ensnared by a sexy putting green bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her denim, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of panties. My middle focused on the small patch of textile covering her twat. I was searching for signboard of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to get aroused as Rachel begged to be spared the humiliation of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

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

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

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were firm looking and rode higher on her chest than their size should have allowed. Her ring of color are a little pocket-size than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you cook ?'Tasha said taking a whole step towards my ex, as her finger's breadth began to slip into the waistband of her last remaining article of clothing.

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"good !"Tasha said, in a satisfy feel,"Porn slut, you can begin by eating my kitty"

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

"On your articulatio genus, or I call the cops"Tasha ordered.

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

"Hands 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 shock and anger on her grimace. There was none of that. Her mouth were slightly apart. She looked thirsty. Kim expression was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her groin and land her picayune red muff into Rachel's fount for a long arcsecond and then pulled her head back. Tasha's face looked a motley of satisfaction and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to run backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained upright piano. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to promote Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's branch and Rachel would have the accession 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 madam. We saw Rachel's natural language appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her reluctant lover's face.

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

As if in solution to a compliment, Rachel began to go her head faster, working Tasha's bitch in an urgent manner. Tasha began to sway and slowly shove her pussy into Rachel's face. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay balanced and to save her human face glued to Tasha's sleep together tunnel.

"Oh, nooky ya !"dungeon doing that ! Fuck, Rachel !

Rachel's oculus were closed, and her mouthpiece was slightly afford. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into tight air mile as her arousal bed covering to all arena.

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

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

"Ohhhhh ! That feels good. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

Rachel's principal was moving in a anserine rhythmic way. She reached up with one script and began to work one of Tasha's rich breasts.

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

I don't know if Tasha meant with Rachel's deal or oral cavity, but Rachel must take in known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels good !"

Struggling to maintain her balance, Rachel let go with her hand and put it back on the story behind her. Rachel opened her center and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My dope ! 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 backtalk was the like tiptop as Tasha's milky white ball. Kim took Tasha's right bosom into her hired man and squeezed it like a 15 twelvemonth old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's other breast and she began to suck up and tease the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an immediate 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 snatch. 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 backbone of Rachel's head and was pushing so hard I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went rigid as the pleasure took her.

"Fuck ! Yes ! I'm cumming !"yelled Tasha in orgasmic triumph

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

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her face from Tasha's twat. This seemed to break the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing hard and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an obstruct smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big draft 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 center and began to bend into her for a kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then next endorsement. Rachel looked at me with a lustful regard I had only dreamed of afore.

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to take the air over. I bent down and put my hand behind her head and grabbed a handful of hair, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the shoulder and in a single motion I pulled her to a standing position and into a cryptical, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"hands to yourself"

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

"You want me to sleep with your bloody piddling catch ?"

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

"You'd never let me touch you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the sphere her clitoris should have been.

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

"All those many months of having to wallop off. I would be so horny and you were no help. You didn't fear about my needs, then. Why should I give care about yours, now ?"

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had begin worrying her erect white meat nub as it fought to earn it's presence 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 well-nigh sing call."funnies down to your panties and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would have huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and knickers off, before my pants had cleared my rosehip. She dropped down in front of me and yanked my jeans the ease of the way down. She needed to instruction from this head, 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 mouth encircle me. Her knife immediately wrapped the underside of my cock and she began to slide me in and out of her mouth.

"Oh, piece of tail, 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 lie with her. I could calculate the time, on one helping hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reasonableness was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the full phase of the moon attending of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two manpower wide of Rachel's perfectly styled hair and used them as handles to set out 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 ! Suck on it ! Take me deeper !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to swallow my cock. As I next banged against the backrest of her pharynx, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her pharynx share and accommodate the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a combination of lust and veneration. Only one of those surprised me.

I ground me hips into her font and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her throat was giving the capitulum of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a deep breath, but continued to attend up at me.

"Thomas More head word, or do you want it up your ass ?"

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her life-time, but she had given up that cherry to me daylight 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 panache for just a second then she begged in a most win over tone.

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

With that she quickly danced out of her lacy underclothes and gyrate around. She quickly got on her manus and human knee and stuck that incredibly shaped ass in the air.

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

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

Rachel's little brown starfish beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not go wrong to comment the small white string snaking out from that opening, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her lust to wane. I was almost in scare, trying to recall of what to use for lubricating substance. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any more painful sensation than I had to. But, as I turned to make my dash, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of mind. That was because my middle fell on the sight of Tasha and Kim.

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

My cock was already hard enough to carve granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two footfall towards the madam, my eyes riveted on the action.

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

Tasha took one hand 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 knocker and squeezed them like nerf balls. Kim's hand moved up and found both tit, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the Saame sentence. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! Fuck ! That is so fucking vivid !"

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

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the tops of her blue jean, I was reminded of some bare business.

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

I knew that sound, 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 knee joint, but she was now resting her front on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to strain her culmination. I reached between her legs and jerked her hand away from her clit.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

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

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to happen, but knowing it was the only course to the release the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and quarter round. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit silken electric organ in my right hand. The head of my cock touched her fiddling sea star and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my Lucy Stone hard member.

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

I said in a quieten voice that masked my desire to inhume myself to my balls in her most tight porta. I pushed my cock onto her forbidden opening, not super punishing, but I wasn't taking my sentence either. But I had to pillory her ass. I had to pump her soaked golf hole until I exploded.

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

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

I was so torn. I didn't really want to ache her, but my own intimate 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 fille were in a sixty-nine position, with the vertebral column of Kim's point blocking my horizon of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her respectable friend. The licking and moaning coming from the two ladies send a sonic undulation of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. Slow ! Slow !"begged Rachel

I was going as dumb as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly rigorous ass squeezed around my cock. The feeling was pleasure to the percentage point of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could palpate Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two pickle. I wasn't sure, but I was sure that she felt even smashed than when I took her ass cherry a few 24-hour interval ago.

Ignoring her pleas of acedia, I gave into my groundwork emotions and jammed the net inch of cock into Rachel's bunge hole. Another undulation of joy shook my spinal column as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me business firm. I latched on to Rachel's hips and ground my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the adept of finding another fraction of inch of her ass.

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

Feeling just a smidgeon ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a house swat, earning the cry of pain I had just missed.

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

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

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

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

She did strait like she wanted it, though way down deep my subconscious mind was denying that was possible.

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

"Ahhhhhhh ! Ow ! It still hurts"Rachel gasped with a sudden intake of air that momentarily broke the round of her own onanism.

The resistance had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly smashed. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no auditory sensation other than her own dense breathing. I took this to mean she was gear up to have her ass pounded.

These two stab had happened in less than four seconds. It was only the memories of our love that had restrained me until now, to the tenuous. I back out, revoke and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a libertine pace.

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

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

I was at point beyond caring. There was anger pushing my lust and hearing her in some pain sensation was satisfying.

I began to pull back on Rachel's pelvic arch with each thrust and magnified the intensity in which our trunk 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 seconds.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow !'Please, Ron ! No more !"

Rachel began to cry out. I could feel that my spit had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my pecker. I bottomed out again and toil my hips as hard as could into her, wanting to pee this last ass thrusting go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her fracture quickly under me. The feeling of her tampon sliding out on the bottom of my peter was a unique sensation that almost made me cum right then. If she had masturbated with it, I would have blown my load.

"Out !"she gasped without demand. I knew her bitch was empty. But, not for long.

figuring that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would let dried her out, I worked up some more ptyalize and rubbed it on my cock, and then applaud into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

This hole was meant to be fucked and I buried myself deep inside her.

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my center darted to the two gentlewoman. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's pussy and had her heart screwed shut, by an vivid coming. Kim's mouth was receptive in another silent sidesplitter and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's side.

Rachel began to shake back and forth, desperately needing to have her cunt worked. I took the hint and began to pump her cunt in at a steady, medium footstep. My centre were rivoted to the two peeress less than a XII feet away.

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

"Do my tits, Kim. Make me cum !"

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh !'came the auditory sensation 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 chest. 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 pelvic arch and began to piston into her as hard and fast I as I could. This was now per lustfulness driven by the squiffy pussy under my command, and the aphrodisiacal ladies putting on a show in social movement of me. My gage were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my red jabbing were making that clear to Rachel.

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

With the idea of a new way to penalize Rachel as my brake, I pulled out of Rachel earning me a rebuke.

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your back !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over faster than a gymnast, spread her articulatio genus and offered me her tumesce cunt, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her legs and scooped them onto my shoulder joint. Rachel hated this posture. She hated not being in ascendency when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the ground and started thrusting as heavy and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the rump of her cunt, I would edge myself forward and campaign Rachel leg towards her ears.

"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 soaked pussy was milking me, sending me exponentially closer to my own culmination. I too was not going to last.

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the orgasm flood my common sense and take away my conscious thought and environs. As I began to erupt I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to frivol away my load through her. Rachel's knees touched the face of her head as I felt my first crack fill her germ. I fired twice more and all at once my coming began to withdraw and my sensing returned.

I looked down at Rachel's cherubic human face. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her breasts slightly distorted with somberness, rose and fell in time.

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha scream in pleasure and my brain whipped up.

Tasha was still on her back with splayed legs facing me. Kim's justly deal was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussy, while her bequeath handwriting was squeezing one of Tasha's D loving cup, digging finger's breadth trenches with her efforts. That nipple was drawn into a compressed knot about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other nipple was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanly affair to do, would be to turn over Kim some assistance. She was on her human knee, using her nerve and Tasha's breast to indorse most of her weight unit. 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 baby had been mere minute of arc earlier.

My lecherousness was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's cunt, with her back talk slightly parted and very moist with her own juices. My work force on her hips gave her a split second of warning before I pierced her slit with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had potency for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, screwing !

Kim released Tasha's swollen nipple and positioned her self more comfortably, lying across Tasha, so they formed a"T"as battered into Kim's get it on tunnel.

Tasha was coming down from her in high spirits, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, embarrassed smile. I felt myself get harder, with both the niggardness from Kim's cunt and the side to side rocking of Tasha's knocker adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muted

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her orgasm took her. That lilliputian sound seemed to deflate both my libido and my putz and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, waiting for my own breathing and spunk charge per unit to return to normal. 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 hard, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not pleased, but still pretty live up to.

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

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

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

I heard a little giggle and she snuggled closer. I heard Tasha get up and opened my center to see her naked consistence squatting down to retrieve her cloths. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"Leaving ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the terminal discussion

Tasha turned her aid to Kim.

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

Tasha had added accent on ‘ being'making it sort out she was speaking of the concluding fifteen instant and continued.

"But, what I said still goes. I'm out. You can visit if you really, really, postulate my help, like if your life is on the line. But, this is getting to be More than I can take."

She had not quit dressing during this short delivery and had her drawers and blouse on before the concluding period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the chair and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"shower ?"she suggested

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

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her sister. I turned to see Rachel, in just her panties, putting the net Kleenex wrapping on her used tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll time lag until your done. The shower is too small and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly aweary voice, but it brightened and hardened with her future 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 common soaping. It was nice, but felt a piffling mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a piddling hot piss, 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 fire to fix it look like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

"Somewhere off of I-70, in the mountains 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 police could guess it was an accident and if not, then we tell them about the Russians'

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

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, excited, and tell them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the body will end up on Dr. Syygo's mesa, and he will never buy that this was an stroke. He's probably the best medical tester in the state. Even the Colorado bureau of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the body was there, you could keep an eye on things, and maybe avail to steer them in the powerful 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"

"Look Kim, the plan is to bear the law think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the vertebral column of my mind that if the burned body ended up with a rushed or unqualified medical examiner, we might just possess it ruled as an chance event. That would stay fresh the police completely out of it."

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

And then she lost it, and her bridge player went up to her side, shielding her tears from me.

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a cold-shoulder line of panic"What ? !"

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

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

"I would feel better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could hold back an eye on things and account news to us. It is going to toss off me not jazz what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal clarity that belied the last few seconds.

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

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

"I guess we can do it in the north part of Town, maybe around Smith Rd. There are a few sort of secluded smudge 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 glad to induce you with me."Kim said as she set aside her teardrop and became more calm.

"This is going to make for a busy day tomorrow. I need to scout out a situation and then refigure out how to work this happen. In the mountains, I was going to just light the car on fervidness and push it down an embankment. We are bracing out of drop and such here on the plains."I said with a tone of resignation.

"I'm sorry, I'm such a pain."Kim started"But, I'll stimulate it up to you !"she said with a split second and knowing bound to her voice.

I rolled my eyes.

"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 work her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my nous. So many head. How would we deplumate this off ? What would I say to the cops where they came around ? Would they be leery right away ? Would our story keep up ? But, time and prison term again, my mind would return to How. I finally dozed off with that question still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the door by 6:30 AM. I headed to north break of the day and spent about two hr driving around. I found a fairly secluded dapple, where the old farm road turned 90 stage. If a individual were to miss that bend, there was a large cottonwood tree to preclude you from ruining part of the farmer's craw. I thought that was going to be the scoop we could do.

My next stop was Home depot. I needed to get some things. After I had found the spot to stage our chance event, it became shed light on there was only one way to cook this happen. I was going to need a few affair to help us attract it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank and get a piddling extra for tonight. We were going to necessitate it.

I got home in clip for dejeuner. Kim greeted my with a lingering buss and offered to make me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her offer of grilled Malva sylvestris and tomato soup. Over the sandwiches, and with Rachel joining us, I explained what I came up with.

"You're frickin'looney !"said Rachel

"You'll belt down yourself !"echoed Kim

"Fine. Do you make a better idea ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you think it would naturally just break open into flames. We have to at to the lowest degree try to constitute the fire seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a crash into a tree ? How will it front if you're dead, too ?"exclaimed Kim

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

We went back and Forth like this for most of an minute. But, in the end, the madam could come in up with no former option if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to work in the service department for awhile and get matter ready for tonight."I said, closing give-and-take, and adding a point of finality by pushing my chairman back and getting up.

It went to the private road and brought my home base Depot purchase to the garage. In a span of minute I had finished what I called my speedup stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the duration that would allow me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's seat. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an angle so it would better contain the treadle. I added a Velcro strap, which would declare the peg to the pedal point, but fastened so I could pull it at large with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a prospicient leather strap, to return me some way to observe me from losing the stick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few ounces in a glass jar. It was now time to cook Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely critical that the dead soundbox could not be identified through digit prints. So to progress to certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasolene and spent an hr injecting gasoline in to many points in each digit and parts of her hand. When the fire began to cauterize the hypodermic gasoline, her entire hired hand should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock bags over each of her hands and left her in the now unplugged deep-freeze. It had served its determination of keeping her at 34 degree, but now with just hours to go it didn't affair anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's high school ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to apply the police something else to assist with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything set up. Now we just had to wait for it to get dark and late.

Dinner was fast food that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our stomachs. For the past week matter had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no clip to think about anything. I was either working on some share of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the babe, or Tasha. Now, there was meter to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any undecomposed. I kept blurting out random question ;

"will this really make ?"

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

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

"When will the constabulary show up at my door ?"

Each query made the female child leap, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

Kim gave her Sister a muddied 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 mind what her stress relief plan was, and ordinarily I would suffer been all for it. But, right now my head was a mess and I didn't think a blow job was going to fix that.

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

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

And with that she got up and headed to my sleeping accommodation. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure she was going to turn on the tears again. But, she just lay on her slope facing me.

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

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to watch over her lead. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off several sentence and office of the evening melted away. But, the nap was not rich or very relaxing. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in hunt of Rachel. She was lying on the lounge, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our last preparations.

We loaded the two gas arse into my car and put the dead body in Rachel's back rump, covering it with a blanket. 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 trust the cop got a more serious outcry taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about fifteen minutes we would be at the crossing of fate and decision. There our lives were going to change forever.


To be continued .