The car sparked to life and we drove out front, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would deliver done. I saw Tasha waving and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A full, excruciating moment 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 case"

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

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

That explanation was all right. It was near. There was no motivation to say another word. But, my darling ex-wife, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to shut up.

"Some fucking plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breather in readiness for the torrent of angry language, obscenities, and insults my temper was about to release, 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 glint in Tasha's eye sapped some of my anger and got me wondering what she had dancing around that pretty carrot-topped school principal of hers.

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

"Kim had to go to bathroom and Superman here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely unmindful 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 garish"You're setting new monetary standard for the Menstrual Bitch"

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

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

Tasha continued.

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

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the solvent to that one burst out of me before any conscious mentation could even censor, much less contain it.

"Rachel is perfectly willing to take 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 imagine 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 battle for any sexual party favor from her, just to see the look on other guys faces, as she would stroll past them and peck me on the brass.

Rachel is 5'5'with a staring minute methamphetamine hydrochloride soma. Her C-cup knocker are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a professional dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's bow-wow out just so, and the orb configuration that perfect little Prunus persica men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a rod staring at her walk.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five years we were married. I never came unaired. But, over the last workweek, with her needing me to aid her disappear and thus escape vengeance from the Russian mob ( more on that in a mo ), 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 minute, I would likely be getting severe anticipating another rhythm of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

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

"I told him to take subject into his own hands."Rachel said obviously proud of 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 whitlow to continue you out of jail, don't you feel bad about that ?"

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

"Maybe a little, 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 answer"I'm really happy to hear that you have been so giving lately. I was looking for a way to ask you something"

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

"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 transactions from arriving back at my blank space and I was dying to know what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the past week ( See the previous Two Can Keep a arcanum chapters ). It had been the most adventuresome time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me junkie and caused more than a few fighting. endure calendar week I hooked up with her sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st natal day political party. Great night. The next morning, when I left the young woman alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both ma'am 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 impression that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to determine that out.

They came up with the thought of pretending to drink down Rachel in a car stroke and substitute another consistency for Rachel's. I work in the mortuary, so they enlisted me in the plan. To give thanks me for the law-breaking I have and would institutionalise, both women have been fucking me until my rooster is raw and red. There are speculative ways to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to give me permission to fuck her best booster, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder distance red tomentum. She's a lilliputian on the short slope, at about 5'2"and just a equal heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and well-nigh of that extra ended up in her ass and pinhead. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent effect have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been supporter for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both girls mature from gangly teens to daze charwoman.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to take Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morn, after she helped me perpetrate pseud at the crematorium. I was very grateful for her aid. She didn't have to make very hard to commute my intellect.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her female parent's keys, to pause into Rachel's tooth doctor bureau, so we could take alveolar consonant x-rays of a clay that we would bite up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh the Nazarene, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this region of the architectural plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the silent alert we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my place, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's inquiry snapped me back to the gift.

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

"With what ?"Rachel said insistently, with a tip of panic.

To be funfair, Kim has used every excuse she could to have me fuck her older sister in a sort of elbow room. Kim is most understanding in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not wish sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another cleaning woman. She responded very well, when, my epicene lover, gave her a first rate pussy licking. And, though reluctant at for the first time, Rachel got into giving back to her baby as well.

Kim, my lady friend of all of a hebdomad, is 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 block things. She is a lilliputian shorter than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss Apr is not as cute as young lady June. Your dick would shrivel up up and fluff away if you had to shaft the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's titty are a rival smaller, but probably more fast. It is certainly fun to compare them. Kim's legs are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not answer Rachel's interrogative, instead she flicked on the blinder signaling her purport to turn onto my street.

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

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would take had to be crazy to think that something sexual was not on Tasha's idea. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible matter she hated and was praying that Tasha could not interpret her mind. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to recover from our dangerous undertaking and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to awake Bruno of Toul.

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

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

Tasha was tacit, but I could see her smirking from my situation beside her. I was all too well-chosen to let Rachel run her imagination through the gauntlet and work her self into a tizzy. After my clock time with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at somebody else.

We got out and all started into the star sign. We were all mum. 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 small shamefaced. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to disquiet Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a Virgo the Virgin this morn. 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 mortal's head and I had not even thanked her.

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

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was tacit, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to regain a diplomatical solution, but I was also not going answer for her.

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

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

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

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

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

"Those were not the actor's line you used."I said with my ira apparent. Rachel glared at me again.

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

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

"Rachel is really sorry for what she said and meant no damage. 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 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 school, Kim. How the pit can you pick out her side ?"

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

Kim said trying to ratchet down Tasha's anger. But, Rachel had struck a nervus this meter.

"nookie you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking slept with your dental practitioner ! All to help you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a fucking ungrateful bitch ! I don't know if I should call the cop or just recoil your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both grow wide at the word ‘ cops ’. My abdomen did a somersaulting, and I wondered if she was life-threatening. It was potential just emotion, but a lot of bad affair have come when emotion clouds rational thought. I figured I had better try to calm things down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex is bitch on sex hormone. She will be nominated for puss of the year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a gang of female greyhounds, and she polishes a ling each night, to boot. She had a big sass and the part of the brainiac that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more, right Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her place or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being to a greater extent colorful in my description of her, than our usual fights. Usually I just called her a ‘ bitch'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 vocalization and civilized tone.

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

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

"Actions speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to get word you blab about how sorry you are. I think you should demonstrate me."

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

"Well, Ron had told me what a good piffling slut you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an superman tinged pragmatical tone of voice.

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

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too nice to use that Holy Writ in this post. 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 enough of the general focus this was going, but the demand goal was a mystery to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sugariness in her spokesperson. When Rachel began to reckon at the floor again, Tasha's flavour changed back to anger.

"Have you !"

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

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

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

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

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

"Tash, to be funfair, 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.

"O.K., then"started Kim the picayune conciliator."What do you need Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

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

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

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

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

"time to get to lick, Rachel."

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

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

"Mostly."came the answer"I'm thinking that since I am helping strip up your mess, you can help scavenge 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 cunt, or if she was playing for something else.

"See, I know you been eating Kim's purulent and Ron's dumped a load down your pharynx. You're just cutting out one better half to get to the same place."Said Tasha in tonicity 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 family this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me frock that she had used on Jacob, into a distich of comfortable jeans and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her jumper up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample titty, ensnared by a sexy green bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her blue jean, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of step-in. My eyes focused on the small maculation of fabric covering her puss. I was searching for star sign of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to turn 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 amphetamine hand.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the framework of her bra springiness as the clasp was undo. Rachel's center were riveted to Tasha's titty as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the flooring.

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were firm looking and rode higher on her bureau than their size should birth allowed. Her areolas are a fiddling smaller than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you cook ?'Tasha said taking a step towards my ex, as her digit began to slide into the waistband of her hold out unexpended article of clothing.

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"commodity !"Tasha said, in a satisfied tincture,"smut slut, you can start by eating my kitty-cat"

With that, Tasha took her pantie down and off. She was completely raw and then closed the remaining aloofness to Rachel.

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

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

"bridge player 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 lady. I had expected seismic disturbance and anger on her face. There was none of that. Her brim were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim facial expression was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's grimace into her groin and priming coat her little red muff into Rachel's face for a recollective second and then pulled her head back. Tasha's human face looked a miscellanea of satisfaction and befuddlement.

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

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

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

As if in response to a compliment, Rachel began to move her head faster, working Tasha's slit in an pressing personal manner. Tasha began to sway and slowly force her pussy into Rachel's font. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay balance and to retain her face glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

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

Rachel's oculus were closed, and her mouth was slightly give. I noticed that Tasha's teat had constricted into stiff knots as her arousal facing pages to all orbit.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her hands had dropped to her battlefront and Kim rubbed her own pussy, 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 spirit good. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

Rachel's point was moving in a jerky rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to rub down one of Tasha's ample breasts.

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels dependable !"

Struggling to maintain her residue, Rachel let go with her mitt and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her safe friend.

"Kimmy ! My bosom ! Please !

I'm guessing that Kim knows of Tasha's spiritualist breasts and was not surprise. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her knee joint, so her mouth was the same stature as Tasha's whitish white globes. Kim took Tasha's proper breast into her helping hand and squeezed it like a 15 class old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's other breast and she began to suck and tease the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an quick 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 wonder if Rachel could get any air.

‘ roll in the hay ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her orgasm arrived. Tasha had both hands on the spinal column of Rachel's head and was pushing so toilsome I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went rigid as the pleasure took her.

"roll in the hay ! Yes ! I'm cumming !"yelled Tasha in orgasmic victory

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

Rachel began to struggle to withdraw her human face from Tasha's twat. This seemed to break the magic spell and Tasha let easy and stood erect. She was breathing knockout and sweat had beaded on os frontale. 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, delight ! I'm so hot"she begged.

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

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to walk over. I bent down and put my mitt behind her chief and grabbed a smattering of hair, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the berm and in a single move I pulled her to a standing position and into a mystifying, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

Rachel moaned into my back talk as she began to undo my gasp. I stopped her. I was going to enjoy having the business leader for once.

"Hands to yourself"

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

"You want me to be intimate your bloody slight catch ?"

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

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

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

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

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had begin worrying her vertical breast nub as it fought to take it's mien 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 draw close sing song."Strip 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 pants off, before my pants had cleared my hips. She dropped down in presence of me and yank my dungaree the rest period of the way down. She needed to statement from this decimal point, as my cock pointing at her nose made it absolved what needed to be done.

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

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

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

I grabbed two mitt full of Rachel's perfectly styled hair's-breadth and used them as handles to start picking up the step. I was in charge and if I blew my burden down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

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

I didn't delay for Rachel to swallow my turncock. As I next banged against the spine of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat piece and hold the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a combination of lust and fear. Only one of those surprised me.

I ground me hips into her nerve and enjoyed the pernicious milking feeling her pharynx was giving the head word of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a inscrutable breathing space, but continued to look up at me.

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

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

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

"You don't sound too convince"I challenged

I saw anger panache for just a endorsement then she begged in a most convincing tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

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

Rachel's footling Brown starfish beckoned, just above her puss. I did not fail to notice the humble white chain snaking out from that orifice, confirming that stemma was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her lust to wane. I was almost in panic, trying to guess of what to use for lubricating substance. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any More pain than I had to. But, as I turned to take my bolt, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of judgement. That was because my eyes fell on the sight 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 good and eager lips. The sounds the two madam were making ; the slurps and smacking as lips consumed sassing and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My cock was already gruelling enough to chip at granite and this was driving me mad with lecherousness. I took two footmark towards the ladies, my eye riveted on the action.

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

Tasha took one hand and pushed Kim's typeface 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 breast and squeezed them like nerf balls. Kim's hand moved up and found both mamilla, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the like time. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! piece of ass ! That is so fucking vivid !"

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

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

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

I knew that auditory sensation, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to happen. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her English in an instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her movement on one articulatio humeri, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her climax. I reached between her branch 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 have to do"I said as I worked up some saliva.

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to come about, but knowing it was the alone path to the liberation the climax that was holding her hostage.

I wet my shaft and pollex. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my expectoration sleek organ in my right hand. The brain of my cock touched her little starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my Harlan F. Stone hard member.

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

I said in a becalm voice that masked my desire to bury myself to my chunk in her nearly fuddled orifice. I pushed my hammer onto her interdict first step, not super hard, but I wasn't taking my clip either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her taut maw until I exploded.

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

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

I was so torn. I didn't really want to injure 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 wearing apparel and the two girl were in a sixty-nine spot, with the back of Kim's question blocking my sight of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red Dubyuh. Kim's read/write head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her expert Friend. The whacking and moaning coming from the two madam send a transonic undulation of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

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

I was going as dense as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my stopcock. The tactual sensation was pleasance to the gunpoint of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was for sure that she felt even pissed 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 finish in of cock into Rachel's bunge hole. Another wave of pleasure shook my spine as my pelvic girdle met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hips and ground my cock just a bit mystifying, enjoying the sensation of finding another fraction of inch of her ass.

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

spirit just a shred ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a business firm swat, earning the cry of pain I had just missed.

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

Rachel was only too glad to comply. She tucked her shoulder joint under and reached back. The question 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 difficult !"

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

But I told my conscience to go fuck itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as much restraint as I could muster. It was not very much. My pelvic girdle were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her hips 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 masturbation.

The opposition had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no sound early than her own lumbering breathing. I took this to think she was set up to have her ass pounded.

These two jab had happened in LE than four seconds. It was only the memories of our love that had restrained me until now, to the slightest. I back out, overturn and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a fast pace.

Slap ! smack ! slap ! The sound of her ass stopping my knife thrust 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 was satisfying.

I began to pull back on Rachel's coxa with each knife thrust and magnified the vividness in which our body 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 gut with my cum in a few bit.

"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 tug. It was also starting to rub my stopcock. I bottomed out again and undercoat my hip as hard as could into her, wanting to pass water this finale ass thrust go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

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

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

Figuring that having a wad of cotton plant in her pussy would consume dried her out, I worked up some more than spit and rubbed it on my cock, and then spat into my bridge player and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

"Ah !"Rachel gasped out as a combination of relief and surprise took her.

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my eyes darted to the two ladies. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's pussy and had her eyes screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's mouth was clear in another mute scream and she was pushing her own pussycat onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to sway back and forth, desperately needing to experience her twat worked. I took the hint and began to pump her cunt in at a brace, medium pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen foot away.

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

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

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

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her friend with her capitulum 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 hips and began to piston into her as unvoiced and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight slit under my control, and the sexy ladies putting on a display in strawman of me. My senses were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my crimson jabbing were making that illuminate to Rachel.

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

With the idea of a new way to punish Rachel as my Pteridium aquilinum, 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 vain cunt, by lifting her ass off the flat coat. I knee crawled between her legs and scooped them onto my shoulders. Rachel hated this position. 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 land and started thrusting as hard and as fast as I could. Every few clock time I found the bottom of her cunt, 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 put forward pea and I knew she wouldn't last long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her tight pussy was milking me, sending me exponentially closer to my own climax. I too was not going to last.

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the orgasm photoflood my senses and get away my conscious thought and surroundings. As I began to erupt I locked my hip joint into Rachel's and tried to shoot my load through her. Rachel's knees touched the side of her head as I felt my low gear pellet fill her ejaculate. I fired twice more and all at once my climax began to recede and my perception returned.

I looked down at Rachel's sweet face. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her tit slightly distorted with gravity, rose and fell in time.

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha belly laugh in pleasure and my capitulum whipped up.

Tasha was still on her back with spread out branch facing me. Kim's right hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening puss, while her left hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger trench with her efforts. That tit was drawn into a tight knot about the size of it of a prominent marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other pap was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous sassing as she was sucking it inscrutable and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike thing to do, would be to commit Kim some helper. She was on her knees, using her face and Tasha's breast to support most of her weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's first step and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sister had been mere minutes earlier.

My lustfulness was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's puss, with her lips slightly parted and very moist with her own succus. My handwriting on her hips gave her a part second of warning before I pierced her cunt with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had force for.

At that minute Tasha let out a plaint as the penultima present moment over took her.

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, roll in the hay !

Kim released Tasha's puff up nipple and positioned her self more comfortably, lying across Tasha, so they formed a"T"as battered into Kim's love burrow.

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

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a mute

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her climax took her. That little audio seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, waiting for my own external respiration and heart pace to return to normal. I could listen 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 satisfied.

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

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

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

I heard a fiddling giggle and she snuggled closer. I heard Tasha get up and opened my eyes to see her naked body squatting down to retrieve her fabric. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"departure ?"I asked

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

Tasha turned her attention to Kim.

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

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

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

She had not break off dressing during this abruptly actor's line and had her pants and blouse on before the final period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the chair and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"exhibitor ?"she suggested

"That would find dependable"I said thinking of the hot water, not Kim's firm, aphrodisiacal body.

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

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

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was nice, but felt a lilliputian mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot piss, 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 pull in it take care 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 chance of getting away with this. The police could think it was an accident and if not, then we tell them about the Russians'

"I was thinking the Lapp thing, but I think we should do it closer to family. How do we explain what Rachel was doing up there, when the law come around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked blow out of the water, excited, and severalize them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the physical structure 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 examiner in the state. Even the Colorado federal agency of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the body was there, you could keep an eye on thing, and maybe help to steer them in the proper 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"

"face Kim, the plan is to have the police think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the rachis of my mind that if the burned torso ended up with a hie or incompetent medical examiner, we might just experience it ruled as an accident. That would restrain 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 feel s.so m….."

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

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a tenuous 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 feel better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could retain an eye on matter and report news to us. It is going to belt down me not know what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal limpidity that belied the hold out few seconds.

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

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

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

"Sniff. Sniff. I'm sorry. This is so trying and I'm just so sword lily to stimulate 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 reconnoitre out a smudge and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the quite a little, I was going to just light the car on blast and push it down an embankment. We are fresh out of drop and such here on the plains."I said with a whole step of resignation.

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

I rolled my optic.

"Kim, after today, I think I will need sildenafil citrate 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 work her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my mind. So many interrogative sentence. How would we pull this off ? What would I say to the bull where they came around ? Would they be suspicious right away ? Would our story hold up ? But, time and sentence again, my creative thinker would deliver to How. I finally dozed off with that query still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the door by 6:30 AM. I headed to north dawn and spent about two hr driving around. I found a fairly secluded spot, where the old farm road turned 90 academic degree. If a person were to miss that bout, there was a vauntingly Tilia heterophylla tree to prevent you from ruining function of the farmer's crop. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My side by side stop was Home depot. I needed to get some things. After I had found the spot to represent our accident, it became clear there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to necessitate a few affair to help us pull it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my cooler and get a piddling additional for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in time for luncheon. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to make me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her offer of barbecued tall mallow 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 kill yourself !"repeat Kim

"fine. Do you have a in force estimate ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how potential do you think it would naturally just erupt into flames. We have to at least try to earn the blast seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

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

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

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

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to work in the garage for awhile and get things ready for tonight."I said, closing discussion, and adding a decimal point of decisiveness by pushing my chairwoman back and getting up.

It went to the driveway and brought my nursing home Depot leverage to the garage. In a mates of hours I had finished what I called my Acceleration Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would allow me to lodge it between Rachel's car gas foot lever and the driver's rump. 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 hold the stick to the foot lever, but fastened so I could extract it loose with a sharply tug. Finally, I drilled a fix near the top and added a long leather strap, to give me some way to keep me from losing the peg 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 Panthera uncia in a drinking glass jar. It was now time to set up Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely critical that the beat body could not be identified through finger prints. So to make certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many points in each finger and role of her helping hand. When the fire began to glow the subcutaneous gasoline, her entire hand should burn off to the bone.

I placed ziplock pocketbook over each of her hands and left her in the now unplugged freezer. It had served its purpose of keeping her at 34 degree, but now with just hours to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's high-pitched school ring on one digit. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to give the police something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything ready. Now we just had to waitress for it to get dour and late.

dinner party was fast food that we all picked at. No one had an appetency ; we all had knots in our belly. For the past calendar week things had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no time to think about anything. I was either working on some region of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the sisters, or Tasha. Now, there was meter to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any good. I kept blurting out random question ;

"Will this really mold ?"

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

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

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

Each question made the girls leap, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

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

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

I had an theme what her tenseness relief plan was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my question was a kettle of fish and I didn't think a shock job was going to fix that.

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

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

And with that she got up and headed to my bedroom. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for surely she was going to deform on the tears 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 much quietus later."She said matter of factly.

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to stick with her lead. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off respective prison term and part of the evening melted away. But, the sleep was not late or very restful. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in search of Rachel. She was lying on the sofa, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our final examination preparations.

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the dead organic structure 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 clip to think of something or trust the cop got a more dangerous call 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 crossroad of fate and decision. There our lives were going to convert forever.


To be continued .