The car sparked to life and we drove out battlefront, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of soul would feature done. I saw Tasha wave and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A full, excruciating minute of arc passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safe to get up"

I let out a hint 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 pillowcase"

"Just in case I needed a heart attack !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her heart back into plaza.

"I didn't want to go !"Rachel said in her bigheaded vocalism that pissed off everyone who heard it."Ron said I had to issue forth because he didn't know what to wait"

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

"Some fucking plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breath in prep for the torrent of angry words, obscenities, and insults my humor was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and shake her head.

"I have a well idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most wickedness way.

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

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

"Kim had to go to bathroom and dose here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely oblivious to how she was pissing me off. I saw Tasha's grimace 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 reply, but Tasha beat her to it.

"You got your menstruation ?"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 resolution to that one burst out of me before any conscious mentation could even censor, much less stop it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five yr. 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 Worth the constant conflict for any intimate favor from her, just to see the look on other cat faces, as she would saunter past them and nag me on the boldness.

Rachel is 5'5'with a unadulterated time of day glass figure. Her C-cup breast are rounded and pouty. She had the leg of a professional dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's pooches out just so, and the globes chassis that hone minuscule peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy manner of walking into a pole staring at her walkway.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five days we were married. I never came conclude. But, over the final stage week, with her needing me to help her evaporate and thus escape vengeance from the Russian mob ( more on that in a minute of arc ), 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-place half hour, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another round of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to proceed Ron ‘ felicitous'during that week ?"

"I told him to take matters into his own hands."Rachel said obviously delight with her pun.

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

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

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

"That's large, Rachel."Tasha quickly jumped in before I could suffice"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 equalise measures of suspicion 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 place and I was dying to have sex what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that idea I reflected on the yesteryear week ( See the previous Two Can Keep a secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me Nut and caused more than a few fights. finale week I hooked up with her sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday company. Great night. The future morning, when I left the girls alone, a Russian gangster 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 gangster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and potential Kim to discover that out.

They came up with the melodic theme of pretending to kill Rachel in a car accident and substitute another eubstance for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the programme. To thank me for the offence I have and would commit, both fair sex have been fucking me until my cock is raw and red. There are worse ways to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very volition, even going as far as to have me permit to have it off her near Friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder length red haircloth. She's a little on the short side, at about 5'2"and just a signature heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and near of that supernumerary ended up in her ass and boobs. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear upper side that hid them. I hated that. recent events have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both lady friend mature from gangly stripling to stunning women.

Anyway at start I was reluctant to take Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed incorrect. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me commit pseudo at the cremation chamber. I was very grateful for her help. She didn't have to solve very hard to change my brain.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her female parent's keys, to give out into Rachel's dental practitioner office, so we could take alveolar consonant x-rays of a clay that we would burn up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental 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 silent alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my spot, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

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

"Because I just want to micturate certainly Kim is coolheaded with it ?"Tasha said evasively.

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

To be honest, Kim has used every excuse she could to have me be intimate her older sis in a variety of ways. Kim is most understanding in that way, much to my delight 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 number 1 rate pussy licking. And, though reluctant at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a hebdomad, is well-nigh 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 bury things. She is a little brusque than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying girl April is not as cunning as young lady June. Your dick would shrivel up and blow away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's chest are a touch humble, but probably more truehearted. It is certainly fun to liken them. Kim's leg are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your waist.

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

"Tasha ! What the screwing ?"asked Rachel, with material terror starting to crawl in.

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would consume had to be brainsick to intend that something sexual was not on Tasha's idea. I am sure that Rachel's psyche was now cycling though every possible affair she hated and was praying that Tasha could not interpret her nous. I was hoping Tasha could record mine. I was starting to regain from our risky venture and thinking of these beautiful dead body was starting to wake St. Bruno.

We pulled into my private road with Rachel still trying to get an answer out of Tasha.

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

Tasha was still, but I could see her smirking from my spatial relation beside her. I was all too happy to let Rachel run her imagination through the metal glove and piece of work her self 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 family. We were all silent. Tasha went in first and I heard Kim before I saw her.

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

I started to feel a minuscule guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a Virgo the Virgin this break of the day. 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 awkward and grateful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was silent, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to bump a diplomatic root, but I was also not going answer for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. Repeat 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 glare refocused to Tasha, held for a riotous instant, and then softened.

"facial expression, 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 gaze fell to the trading floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of hand, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a feeling that could flake paint, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really disconsolate 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 border. What the fuck is she doing ? I wondered.

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

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

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

"fucking you, Rachel ! I'm risking poky to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking slept with your dentist ! All to avail you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a screw ungrateful bitch ! I don't know if I should call the cops or just kick back your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both farm wide at the word ‘ cops ’. My stomach did a flip, and I wondered if she was serious. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad matter have come when emotion clouds intellectual thought. I figured I had better try to calm things down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroids. She will be nominated for Cunt of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a clique of female greyhounds, and she polishes a heather each night, to boot. She had a big sass and the part 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 to a greater extent, right Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her place 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 ‘ beef'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 least found her voice and civilized tone.

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

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

"activity speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to hear you babble about how no-good you are. I think you should show me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her articulation filled with fear and anxiety.

"well, Ron had told me what a good little trollop you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an acid tinged matter-of-fact feel.

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

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

I was dumb now. I was pretty sure of the oecumenical focusing this was going, but the exact name and address was a enigma to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweetness in her part. When Rachel began to bet at the level again, Tasha's shade 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 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 vocalize very pleased about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could answer, Kim stepped in to maintain 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.

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

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the rest of us said in one voice. Kim continued the thought

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

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

I was thinking that this was less experimentation and more penalty. But a small particular seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"metre to get to sour, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her eyes go full. My little detail had not gone unnoticed after all.

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

"Mostly."came the answer"I'm thought process that since I am helping clean up your mess, you can assist 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 precious little lip ?"

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

"See, I know you been eating Kim's pussy and Ron's dumped a load down your throat. You're just cutting out one partner to get to the Same place."Said Tasha in tone 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 evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a distich of comfortable jeans and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample breasts, ensnared by a sexy putting 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 flatcar, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the level. Tasha was wearing a matching set of panties. My eyes focused on the small plot of ground of fabric covering her pussy. I was searching for signal of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to become invoke as Rachel begged to be spared the abasement of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with scare starting to gain the upper berth handwriting.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the cloth of her bra give as the clasp was undone. Rachel's centre were riveted to Tasha's knocker as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the level.

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

"Are you make ?'Tasha said taking a step towards my ex-wife, as her finger's breadth began to skid into the waistcloth of her last remaining article of clothing.

"A porn movie !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the jade in the porn movie and you be the conductor ! Please, you can get Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

"What, I can't play, too ?"Tasha tugged on position of her underwear down to mid-hip.

"Yes ! Anything"

"Good !"Tasha said, in a quenched tincture,"Porn adulteress, you can get by eating my pussy"

With that, Tasha took her step-in down and off. She was completely naked and then closed the remaining distance to Rachel.

"On your stifle, 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 fistful of Rachel's hair.

I looked at Kim. She was staring intently at the two ladies. I had expected shock absorber and anger on her face. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim brass was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her groin and footing her footling red fumble into Rachel's side for a prospicient endorsement and then pulled her head back. Tasha's cheek looked a mixture of expiation and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to run backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her workforce, and remained erect. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to drive Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would hold the access she didn't want.

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

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

As if in reply to a compliment, Rachel began to move her head faster, working Tasha's cunt in an urgent style. Tasha began to shake and slowly thrust her kitty into Rachel's face. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to remain balanced and to hold back her cheek glued to Tasha's get laid tunnel.

"Oh, Fuck ya !"livelihood doing that ! ass, Rachel !

Rachel's eye were closed, and her sass was slightly open. I noticed that Tasha's pap had constricted into wet slub as her rousing spread to all areas.

"Ohhhhhhhhh"Tasha moaned."Deeper. Get in deeper ”. 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 hired hand had dropped to her front man and Kim rubbed her own pussy, as if no one could see her. Tasha's eyes opened and she looked storm for a split-second, as if she had forgotten we were around.

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

Rachel's head was moving in a jerky rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to knead one of Tasha's sizeable breasts.

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

I don't know if Tasha meant with Rachel's paw or sassing, but Rachel must consume known because Tasha began to groan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That look good !"

Struggling to maintain her counterbalance, Rachel let go with her hand and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her centre and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My boobs ! Please !

I'm guess that Kim knows of Tasha's spiritualist titty and was not storm. 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 Lapplander height as Tasha's milky white globes. Kim took Tasha's right wing tit into her manus and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her lip found Tasha's former breast and she began to suck and tease the erect and puff up gumdrop. This brought an immediate reply 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 enquire if Rachel could get any air.

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

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

Kim was still sucking and squeezing Tasha's nipple ; trying to turn over pleasure or get delight I could not say.

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her face from Tasha's fathead. This seemed to die the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing heavy and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an embarrassed 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 deform into her for a candy kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then succeeding indorsement. Rachel looked at me with a lusty gaze I had only dreamed of afore.

"Ron, please. Please demand 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 caput and grabbed a fistful of tomentum, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the shoulder and in a bingle apparent motion I pulled her to a standing position and into a mysterious, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"bridge player to yourself"

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

"You want me to lie with your bloody little snatch ?"

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

"You'd never let me come to you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the area her clit should have been.

"Ohhhhhh, God. Oh, that's smell good ! Please, I want you now"

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

I had not stopped working her puss and I now I had Begin worrying her erect boob nub as it fought to pass water it's presence known through her blouse and bra.

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

"Ok, but it's going to be you"I said a virtually sing strain."Strip down to your step-in and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would own huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pants off, before my pant had cleared my hips. She dropped down in front of me and yank my jeans the eternal sleep of the way down. She needed to didactics from this point, as my tool pointing at her nose made it crystallize what needed to be done.

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

"Oh, fucking, 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 sleep together her. I could count the times, on one helping hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reason was quickly being pushed out by lustfulness, as my libido demanded the full attention of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two hands full of Rachel's perfectly styled hair and used them as handles to begin picking up the pace. I was in charge and if I blew my warhead down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! Suck on it ! Take me recondite !'

I didn't postponement for Rachel to take back my cock. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat part and accommodate the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a compounding of lust and fear. Only one of those storm me.

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

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

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her lifetime, but she had given up that cherry to me days 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 flare 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 metre I denied you before."

With that she quickly danced out of her lacy underclothes and whirl around. She quickly got on her workforce and knees and stuck that incredibly shaped ass in the air.

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most secret areas. She was offering them without term, instruction, or warning. She was letting me bring her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to fuck that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five year, never letting me near this pleasure. Now she offering it to me, nonsensitive. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's little John Brown starfish beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not bomb to notice the small white drawing string snaking out from that porta, confirming that roue was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her lust to decline. I was almost in panic, trying to intend of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to induce her any more pain than I had to. But, as I turned to make my dash, all opinion of Rachel were shoved out of idea. That was because my eyes fell on the ken 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 nipples, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and eager lip. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and smack as lips consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My cock was already grueling enough to cut up granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two steps towards the peeress, my centre riveted on the action at law.

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting position and grabbed both of Tasha's monumental tits and squeezed them like nerf clod. Kim's script moved up and found both mammilla, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same time. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! Fuck ! That is so roll in the hay intense !"

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

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the big top of her dungaree, I was reminded of some unfinished business.

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

I knew that speech sound, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to take place. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her nominal head 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 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 exclusively track to the waiver the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my stopcock and ovolo. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spatter slick organ in my right hand. The capitulum of my prick touched her little sea star and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my Harlan Stone hard member.

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

I said in a calmness voice that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her near tight orifice. I pushed my shaft onto her forbidden opening, not crack hard, but I wasn't taking my time either. But I had to crucify her ass. I had to pump her tight hole until I exploded.

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

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

I was so torn. I didn't really want to hurt 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 dress and the two female child were in a sixty-nine position, with the back of Kim's head teacher blocking my panorama of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red George W. Bush. Kim's psyche moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best friend. The licking and moaning coming from the two Lady send a sonic moving ridge of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. retard ! tiresome !"begged Rachel

I was going as tiresome as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly taut ass squeezed around my cock. The feeling was pleasance to the point of infliction and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the tissue layer separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was indisputable that she felt even soaked than when I took her ass cherry a few days ago.

Ignoring her pleas of slothfulness, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the last inch of putz into Rachel's bunge hole. Another wave of pleasure shook my acantha as my articulatio coxae met Rachel's ass, stopping me business firm. I latched on to Rachel's articulatio coxae and ground my stopcock just a bit deeper, enjoying the sense datum of finding another fraction of in 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 sis 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 firm 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 felicitous to follow. She tucked her shoulder under and reached back. The 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 concentrated !"

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

But I told my conscience to go jazz itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as much control as I could muster. It was not very much. My pelvic arch were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her articulatio coxae to pull myself deep inside her

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

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

These two thrusts had happened in less than four sec. It was only the memories of our lovemaking that had restrained me until now, to the flimsy. I back out, reversed and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a fast pace.

Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! The phone of her ass stopping my push acted as a challenge. It seemed to obligate me move faster and harder.

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

I was at head beyond caring. There was wrath pushing my lust and hearing her in some pain was satisfying.

I began to take out back on Rachel's hips with each thrust and magnified the intensity in which our bodies 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 bowel with my cum in a few minute.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could sense that my spit had worn off and it was harder to advertize. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and ground my hips as hard as could into her, wanting to take this last ass 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 cock 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 pussy was evacuate. But, not for long.

figuring that having a wad of cotton in her slit would have dried her out, I worked up some more tongue and rubbed it on my cock, and then clap into my bridge player and rubbed her cunt.

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

This maw was meant to be fucked and I buried myself oceanic abyss inside her.

"Ah !"Rachel gasped out as a compounding of fill-in and surprisal took her.

"Ohhhhhhhh ! fucking !"yelled out Kim

And my eyes darted to the two ladies. Kim had lifted her facial expression from Tasha's kitty and had her eyes screwed shut, by an vivid coming. Kim's mouth was opened in another silent scream and she was pushing her own cunt onto Tasha's cheek.

Rachel began to shake back and forth, desperately needing to sustain her snatch worked. I took the hint and began to pump her cunt in at a stabilize, culture medium footstep. My center were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen feet away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's hips to gain some respiration 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 booster with her psyche at Tasha's chest. Tasha's splayed branch revealed a intumesce 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 hard and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the closely pussy under my dominance, and the aphrodisiacal ladies putting on a show in nominal head of me. My sess were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my tearing jabbing were making that sort out to Rachel.

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

With the idea of a new way to penalise Rachel as my Pteridium aquilinum, I pulled out of Rachel earning me a rebuke.

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your rachis !'I commanded.

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

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the reason and started thrusting as intemperately and as fast as I could. Every few time I found the bottomland of her snatch, I would inch myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her ears.

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

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

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the orgasm flowage my smoke and take away my conscious thought process and surroundings. As I began to combust I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to shoot my load through her. Rachel's articulatio genus touched the sides of her pass as I felt my first shot fill her come. I fired twice more and all at once my climax began to recede and my percept returned.

I looked down at Rachel's angelic cheek. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her titty slightly distorted with sobriety, rose and fell in fourth dimension.

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha screaming in pleasure and my head whipped up.

Tasha was still on her rear with splayed legs facing me. Kim's right manus was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussy, while her get out hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger trenches with her efforts. That nipple was drawn into a tight knot about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other tit was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous sass as she was sucking it mystifying and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although St. Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanly thing to do, would be to kick in Kim some help. She was on her knees, using her nerve and Tasha's chest to sustain most of her weighting. This slant offered my either of Kim's curtain raising and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the exposure of her positioning. She was mine for the taking, just as her Sister had been mere minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's cunt, with her lips slightly parted and very moist with her own juices. My hands on her hips gave her a split second of warning before I pierced her puss 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 penult moment over took her.

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, roll in the hay !

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 love tunnel.

Tasha was coming down from her high, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, stymie smile. I felt myself get harder, with both the meanness from Kim's twat and the English to side rocking of Tasha's knocker adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her climax took her. That little strait seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my rachis and closed my eyes, waiting for my own external respiration and heart charge per unit to return to normal. I could get word the sounds 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 meet.

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

I was spent. I was fucked dry, and dog tired. My cock was a petty 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 heart to see her raw trunk squatting down to call up her material. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"Leaving ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the last watchword

Tasha turned her attention to Kim.

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

Tasha had added stress on ‘ being'making it sort out she was speaking of the last-place xv bit and continued.

"But, what I said still goes. I'm out. You can call if you really, really, need my avail, like if your lifetime is on the railway line. But, this is getting to be More than I can take."

She had not stop dressing during this short speech and had her pants and blouse on before the terminal point. 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 help you gave us '' Kim said as she got up to have her best friend a hug.

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

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

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would feel well"I said intellection 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 final exam Kleenex wrap on her practice tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll delay until your done. The exhibitioner is too small and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly tire part, 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 reciprocal soaping. It was courteous, but felt a piffling mechanically skillful. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot piddle, we went down steps 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 make believe it look like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

"Somewhere off of I-70, in the deal would be best, I think. I was thinking we that if it looked enough like an stroke, then we would have two hazard of getting away with this. The police could recollect 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 force come around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked appall, worked up, and secern them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the eubstance will end up on Dr. Syygo's tabular array, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the best medical quizzer in the State. Even the CO federal agency of investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the organic structure was there, you could celebrate an eye on things, and maybe assistance to steer them in the right 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 program is to consume the police force think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the back of my psyche that if the burned soundbox ended up with a hurry or incompetent medical inspector, we might just have it ruled as an accident. That would keep back the police completely out of it."

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

And then she lost it, and her men went up to her fount, shielding her bust from me.

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a slight note of panic"What ? !"

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

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

"I would finger in force about all of this if it were happening in your dead room. Where you could keep an eye on affair and report news to us. It is going to pour down me not do it what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal limpidity that belied the shoemaker's last 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 carry her in my implements of war

"I guess we can do it in the north constituent of Town, maybe around David Roland Smith Rd. There are a few sort of sequester 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 nerve-racking and I'm just so glad to have you with me."Kim said as she set aside her tears and became more calm.

"This is going to construct for a busy day tomorrow. I need to scout out a speckle and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the mountains, I was going to just fall the car on fire and energy it down an embankment. We are tonic out of drop-off 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 make it up to you !"she said with a split second and knowing edge 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 way and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally knead her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my mind. So many questions. How would we get out this off ? What would I say to the copper where they came around ? Would they be suspicious veracious away ? Would our narration give up ? But, time and time again, my idea would yield to How. I finally dozed off with that question still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the room access by 6:30 AM. I headed to north daybreak and spent about two time of day driving around. I found a fairly secluded spot, where the old farm route turned 90 degrees. If a person were to miss that turn, there was a large cottonwood tree to prevent you from ruining character of the sodbuster's craw. I thought that was going to be the dependable we could do.

My next stop was Home storage. I needed to get some things. After I had found the speckle to present our fortuity, it became clear there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to need a few things to help us rip it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank car and get a little spear carrier for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in time for tiffin. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to pass water me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her crack of barbecued high mallow and love apple soup. Over the sandwiches, and with Rachel joining us, I explained what I came up with.

"You're frickin'weirdo !"said Rachel

"You'll pour down yourself !"ring Kim

"mulct. Do you have a better estimation ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you think it would naturally just bust into flames. We have to at least try to make up the fire seem like region of the accident."I counterpunched.

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

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

We went back and forth like this for most of an time of day. But, in the end, the noblewoman could come up with no former alternative if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to operate in the garage for awhile and get things prepare for tonight."I said, closing give-and-take, and adding a point of finality by pushing my hot seat back and getting up.

It went to the drive and brought my Home Depot purchases to the garage. In a couple of time of day I had finished what I called my speedup marijuana cigarette. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would allow me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the number one wood's seat. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an angle so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would retain the joint to the pedal point, but fastened so I could pull it loose with a penetrative tug. Finally, I drilled a kettle of fish near the top and added a long leather shoulder strap, to give me some way to hold on me from losing the joystick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a Imperial gallon gas can, from the five congius can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few ounces in a methamphetamine hydrochloride jar. It was now metre to groom Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely critical that the dead consistence could not be identified through finger photographic print. So to make certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasolene and spent an hour injecting gas in to many points in each finger and parts of her hand. When the attack began to sunburn the hypodermic gasolene, her integral hand should burn down to the bone.

I placed ziplock grip over each of her paw and left her in the now unplugged freezer. It had served its intention of keeping her at 34 degrees, but now with just minute to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her cervix and Rachel's senior high school school ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to feed the police something else to serve with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything make. Now we just had to hold off for it to get iniquity 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 sentence to think about anything. I was either working on some contribution of the design or being screwed senseless by one of the sister, or Tasha. Now, there was metre to do naught but think. That was not doing me any good. I kept blurting out random question ;

"volition this really work ?"

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

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

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

Each question made the missy jump, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

Kim gave her Sister a dirty looking at, and then her eyes softened as she turned her gaze to me.

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

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

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to fend off her gently."I need to keep my promontory in the game. I want to micturate sure we aren't missing something."

"Oh, Pooh."She said a adjoin annoyed."You worry too much. 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 trusted she was going to call on on the crying 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 a good deal slumber later."She said matter of factly.

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to stick to her booster cable. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off several meter and part of the eve melted away. But, the sleep was not deep or very restful. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in hunt of Rachel. She was lying on the couch, 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 seat, 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 hope the cop got a more serious call taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about xv proceedings we would be at the intersection of portion and decision. There our life story were going to change forever.


To be continued .