Rachel opened her eyes, to the sound of her annoying alarm clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the sleep out of her optic, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and time to finally head out for the initiatory answerer league ! Rachel looked forward, to the league, every year. It was her sentence to be around other responders and it just felt like home. She also didn't mind seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always plenty of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to watch the hombre, practicing their attainment, in full turn out gear. Something about it always got her juices going !

This year was special and Rachel was extremely charge ! She was FINALLY going to meet David, in person ! David was a reliever, from several state of matter away, and had been Rachel's friend for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their common erotic love, of the fire and saving serve. He had come into her lifetime, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her pes. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was older than Rachel but looked younger than his age. He was a chiseled god, of tan peel and muscles, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic castle in the air, of him taking her, over and over again. David was her dirty petty secret, she hid from her husband, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to open his optic, when he heard a telephone set ring, in the aloofness. As his centre began to focus, he realized it was the hotel phone, next to his bed. Time for his morn wake up song. He answered the phone and thanked the front desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its provenance. Today was going to be a great day and he didn't want to miss a here and now of it ! David had set tercet alarm, on his sound, AND had asked for the wake-up outcry. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to contact Rachel, his online friend, in soul, and was on edge. It is one thing to talk online, but in person was a totally unlike story and St. David was queasy. Rachel had become a dear Friend to him, and he didn't want to suffer her, but thing had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would take her into his arms, the present moment he laid center on her ! He had flown into Indiana, two days before, to attend to the group discussion and meet Rachel. The survive two 24-hour interval had been torture for him, knowing she was closer than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! Jacques Louis David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, deep in his soul, like no other fair sex ever had.

David loved his wife, very very much, but Rachel calls to him, as only a proscribe love could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to gather her, face to face ! He trembled with excitation, as he climbed into the shower. His paw shook, as he went through his routine of showering, his mind lost in thoughts of Rachel…. word-painting of her, flashed through his head word, as he soaped and rinsed his consistence. It wasn't long before his nous turned his view erotic…David idea of Rachel's 34 DDD breasts, as he began to rub shampoo into his scalp. Rachel had promised him a hug, when they finally saw each early, and he couldn't assistant but find his cock twitch, as he thought of her huge fun bags, pressing into his breast. David felt the shampoo bubble run down his thorax and drip off his, now rock hard, prick. He was terrible aware of his, unwanted, erection. St. David sighed, a gravid sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his peter"fountain up"on their first hug ! He let his mind wonder back to Rachel and her eyes, as he sprayed his load down the shower drainage. Her middle would be his unfastening, and he knew it !"lord, dedicate me metier"he said, as he turned off the water system and stepped out of the shower. It was fourth dimension to meet his"kitty ”, as he called her, and he could call up of nothing else !

Rachel took special forethought, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a black, netted bra that gave special tending, to her mysterious vale, between her breasts. Not quite a push up bra, but a very similar effect. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD boob, look like it went on for Admiralty mile. bozo always stared at her teat when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the intellection of her sexy relief pitcher, staring down at her. David is marvellous than her, and she knew his eyes would be drawn there. She picked out her black, lacy,"boy shorts"panty, to fit, and slipped them up her milky white thigh. She knew better than to wear those panties today, but couldn't resist the view of being a little naughty. Those panties were known to constantly rub across her button, as she moved, and driving Rachel crazy. She knew she would be soaked, before long, but was excited by the view that no one would ever know what was happening under her dress. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, content with her selection. The rest of her clothes were an gentle decisiveness, being a professional person conference. She ***********ed her"Class A"clothes uniform, from her cupboard. It was a light bluing, clit up, clothes shirt, with all of her department and rank badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her accomplishment as an Emergency Medical Technician. She was very majestic of her social status and all that she had accomplished, and her dress uniform was her way to brag. She decided to be a lilliputian bit of a tease, and leave the top two clitoris, undone. At 5 foot tall, most everyone there, would be improbable than Rachel, and get a good view, of that carefully chosen Shirley Temple Black bra. It was going to be a great day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her pants. Rachel's pants were the standard"technical school"pants, baggy, with tons of pockets, up and down her pie-eyed, toned wooden leg, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't show off her sexy ass, wearing tech pants, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took surplus care while fixing her hair and war paint. She decided on pulling her unwarranted mane of curls up into a hair clip, on top of her caput. It gave the deception that her fuzz was tame, not the wild mussiness of curls it actually was. A small outflow of scroll, poked out of the top of the clipping, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clip, in her hair. She carefully applied her constitution, making sure as shooting to only put on the bare requisite. Rachel believed in natural knockout, and had plenty of it. She lightly applied a small touch of foundation, just enough to veil the freckles, dotting her boldness, and set to act on her eyes. Her center were her near feature article and she loved showing them off. They were the most amazing shade of blue, sparkle amobarbital sodium, like a beautiful, clear, summer day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guys in. They had, often, been called"bedroom eyes ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against debile men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past tense. She applied a unclouded dusting of gloomy eyeshadow, on her chapeau. Happy with the extra tending it drew to the blue, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for miles, but she added some anyway, for the surplus burden. She didn't wearable lipstick often, so she grabbed her terminal art object, in her routine, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her grim eyelids, her creative thinker drifted back to David, and their long awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that starting time hug, they would portion, and beyond. She began to picture Jacques Louis David, scooping her into his arms, and whisking her off to his hotel room. She felt the wet start to escape her purulent, and let out a bantam whimper. Just then, a articulation startled her out of her daydreaming,"Ready to go, hun ?"It was her husband, AJ, as she called him, short for Saint Andrew the Apostle James IV, and she had forgotten he was waiting for her. Rachel smiled at AJ,"Ready !"and out the threshold they went.

Rachel had told AJ about David, somewhat. He knew of their friendly relationship and their upcoming confluence but didn't know that Rachel and St. David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated message, online. She had kept that persona to herself. AJ didn't pauperism to know those affair, he would only get jealous, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her husband, very dearly, and wanted him to like David. Jealousy would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small talk, the minute long car drive to the conference. They talked of previous conferences and vendors they wanted to make sure they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her skin, when AJ said Saint David's gens."What was that, dear ?"she asked AJ."I said, has David ever been to FDIC before ?"AJ asked his wife."Nope. This is all new for him. He flew in, 2 days ago, and has been going to some of the officeholder'workshops ”, Rachel said."Well, he is in for a treat tonight ! Does he know about the party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her husband. She knew where this was going. Every yr, the firefighter'union hall held a Brobdingnagian party, with bagpipes, and discharge food and beer. It never took long for things to get softheaded and AJ and Rachel never missed the party. They looked forward to it, each year. This year, they were going to introduce David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's bridge player a squeeze and they entered the normal center parking garage. Time to get this political party started !

David had already explored all of the conventionality snapper during the last two days. He had never seen anything like it ! There were kickoff responders, from all over the humanity, attending, and there was always someone new to babble to. David had been enjoying himself, and had a bam in the classes he had signed up for. He had spent the lowest two days, learning new fomite extrication techniques, and was about to call for his science test, to be certified, and be able to go back and teach his new skill, to all his local anaesthetic department. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't assistant looking around for her. His disappointment hung heavy on his face, as he pulled up his trap knickers, and stepped outside and into the confine testing area. He shook thoughts of Rachel out of his head, and focused on the mangled BMW in strawman of him. It was game clip and he had a"patient"to cut out of the twisted wreckage before him. Thoughts of Rachel slipped away, as David picked up the heavy"Jaws of life sentence ”, with little campaign, and started smashing the posts of the car, with its'powerful jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention center, paw in handwriting. She pulled the e-mail from Jacques Louis David, out of her pocket, and began reading his schedule. As she looked over the part of report, AJ squeezed her hand. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"Saint David is testing for his delivery cert right now. Do you want to go watch ? Or go look through all the vendors ?"AJ mentation, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go learn him. I want to fit this famous David and see what all the fuss is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's manus a house squeeze and they headed for the out-of-door training area. Rachel spotted David immediately and quickened her dance step. He was holding the heavy"Jaws of Life"and crushing the inwardness billet of a destroyed BMW, and she couldn't help but stare. He held the overweight machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a split arcsecond, what it would feel like, to have those strong hands traveling all over her body. Rachel and AJ watched, as David, skillfully, destroyed the billet holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the roof back, and freed the immobilise"patient"inside. He was flawless, with his social movement, and even AJ could appreciate David's new skills, as he avoided the vehicle'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as David finished his test and sat down the massive jaws. He had not spotted her yet, but she wasn't surprised. They weren't due to meet up for another 30 moment, Rachel was early on. Just as she thought about walking over, Saint David suddenly spotted Rachel and their eyes locked. For a split arcsecond, the whole humans faded away, and it was just Rachel and David, eyes locked, in a trance. AJ saw them lock center, and gave his wife's hand a gentle clinch,"Is that Jacques Louis David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in David's direction."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go innovate ourselves."Before they could go more than two footstep, David turned and headed straight towards them, smiling from ear to ear."Rachel ! Over here ! Hey, Rach !"David called, as he waved. Rachel let go of AJ's script and closed the gap between them, in seconds. David saw Rachel's quickened steps and held his coat of arms open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the final stairs between them, as she opened and held her arms upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could learn nothing but her own pulse rate, thumping in her pinna, as she approached Jacques Louis David. She didn't even actualize that she was holding her breather. They closed the space too quickly, and their bodies came together, with a firm"thud"! Caught off safety, she stumbled, a step, and David locked his arms around her. He didn't mind, as it caused her to grab for him, in her stumbling haze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one smooth motion."Hi kitten ”, he whispered in her ear, his breathing space sending shivers up her prickle, and down to her achy cunt,"gladiola to finally hold you."David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their get-go embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching frame, in a brassy voice, he said,"sword lily to finally meet you, in person, Rach !"as he released her from his arms. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each other, but they both turned to AJ, with bright smiles. The men introduced themselves to each other, and started making small talk of the town, as Rachel watched an EMT fumble with a KED, in the try arena. The unseasoned lady friend was next, to test, and Rachel could distinguish she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a mass, that would spark many fancy, for years to total. Rachel was staring that the 2 sexy men, she had ever seen, in her life ! Saint David's salt and pepper pilus, sparkled in the brilliant daybreak sun, calling for her to run her bridge player through it. His turn out coat was completely open, exposing his section t-shirt, dampened with tincture of sweat, clinging to his chiseled trunk. Oh, how she wanted to run her fingers under the elastic suspenders, holding up his bunker pants, and slide them off his unattackable shoulders.

Rachel tore her gaze away from David and her oculus landed on her husband. AJ was a very liberal man and Rachel considered herself prosperous to be his. He was taller than Rachel, but didn't tower over her, just enough that required"tender toe kisses ”, and she loved that. His face was very liberal, tan, chiseled, like the rest of him. Her eyes lingered, on her husbands'bearded mouth, as flashgun of the things that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her header. She felt the heat and moisture grow, inside her lacy panties, and shook the idea away. She trailed her eyes, down her husband'well defined chest, and longed for her eyes to be her lips. Rachel's oculus slide down his Class A consistent clitoris, to her favorite spot, the bulge in his bloomers. She couldn't aid but outrage the swelling, with her eyes, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those baggy tech pants, and wanted it badly. It was her favorite seat to be ! She could spend hr, worshiping the flagitious prick, hidden just behind his zip fastener. She was lost in thoughts of gagging on her husbands'dick and didn't card that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been aware that she was licking her lips and making fiddling whimpers interference. Her action had caught both of the men's care, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the awkward silence by clearing his throat and saying,"WELL ! We can all severalize what she has on her mind !"as everyone laughed.

The rest of the convention went as usually. David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the trafficker, and explored the new fomite. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each other forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was time to point to the Firefighter's mating Hall, and the couple was anxious to show David a firefighter political party. Rachel excused herself, to the peeress room, and let out a big breath, as she locked the sales booth behind her. She peeled her soaked panty down and saw her piteous tumesce button, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for exit. Rachel gave it a loving serial publication of pats, and hid it behind the dowse, black lace, again. She took a deep hint, put a smiling on her sexually torment face, and pulled open the restroom room access."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby paries, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's face and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big smile on his case. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her heart bounced from one sexy man, to the other, as terror set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the wall, closed his paw around hers, and headed for the exit, as David followed wooing, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her head was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her hand ? The affright spread and built, in her chest, as these two hot men led her towards the North hall. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became aware of a growing fire in her cunt. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her erotic escort and stumbled to a nearby wall. The sang-froid brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated body and she needed to pick up her breath. She could already"feel"the nearby bagpipe's and metal drum playing and the vibrations didn't help her ticklish state. Both men were, instantly, at her position, trouble on both of their faces. After reassuring her delicious escort, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to confront them. The men were inches from her face, and she could feel their hot breath, on each of her nerve. She felt the blood rush back to her cheeks again, and knew she was in for a long night. Rachel took both of their hands again, and headed the last block, to the hall.

The next few hours, was a blur of food for thought, beer, music, and dancing. The whole block around the hall was roped off for the party, and was slammed wax of fellow showtime responders, having a bang. Rachel had brought a change of dress with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the time to shift. Her dress uniform was soaked in stew and rubbing her skin raw. She ached to get out of her imbue scanty. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car keys. She was planning on changing in the parking garage, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her plans, David spoke up and offered to let her change in his room. St. David's hotel was next to the parking service department and the theme both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with David, given her electric current province of stimulation, and deport herself. AJ told her that St. David's room was a better programme, as he handed her the Key to the car. Rachel felt the panic rise in her chest again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to fall out her, around the side of the union foyer, where they could verbalize, without yelling. She told her husband, of the fire in her soaked panties, and her despairing need for relief. A shoot slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to sleep together David, to her sugariness and faithful husband. AJ caught her tear, midway down her baulk, with his pollex, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's typeface, in his hands, and kissed her gently. electric shocks ripped through her twat as their sassing met, and she let out a whimper of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his mouth hovering above hers,"I talked to St. David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted tiny kisses all over her lips…."I want you to lie with him…."more, midget, slow, kisses…."as long as…."AJ trailed those fragile kisses across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every little contingent later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's typeface and forced her mouth loose with his tongue. They locked, in a passionate candy kiss, knife swirling, work force roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the buss and looked into her hubby'eyes,"Are you indisputable about this ?"she asked in her aphrodisiac short faint-hearted voice. She knew that voice drove him crazy and she saw his bulge swell and throb, under his zipper. AJ was for certain, and they both knew it. He was every bit as excited as she was, and it showed.

Rachel took a cleansing breathing place and headed back around the building to David. What had she stimulate herself into ? She thought to herself. She had fantasied about cheating, but had never been able to bring herself to do it. Now she had the opportunity and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and return to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw Saint David. He was watching for her and they locked eyes again. All doubt vanished from her mind, as she reached David and slipped her hand in his. His smiling melted her last ounce of resoluteness and she was putty in his helping hand. She glanced back towards AJ, and saw him smiling at her. He gave a final nod and a thumbs up to her, as Rachel and Jacques Louis David disappeared into the crowd.

AJ could see the nervousness on his wife's face, as she disappeared with David. He didn't know if she could take herself to cheat on him, but the thought of another man, pounding her nasty small pussy, turned him on more than he expected. His strong peter was straining against his zipper, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the programme that he and David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an mystify and giving woman, they both had wanted to please her. Her husband knew she had harbored hugger-mugger desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made character, during their sexual escapade, of fucking other Guy and telling him all the inside information. She usually came all over his peter, when she reached the part where AJ watches the other man cream pie his beloved wife. He always came right after, her coming pushing him past his breaking point. Tonight, he was going to make certain that his beautiful wife was meet, in every way possible. AJ knew that Rachel had no mind what the quietus of the evening would hold, as he smiled and began heading in the Saami counselling as his married woman, slipping David's superfluous key scorecard out of his pocket, and tapping it against his other hand. The night was about to ingest a very passionate turn, and he didn't want to drop a second of it.

As Rachel and Saint David stood in the hotel lobby, waiting for the elevator, he felt her hand trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The lust had vanished, from his eyes, and was replaced with tender care. He was very fond of Rachel. He might even dare to say that he was falling in beloved with her, if you could love two mass, at the Sami meter. He felt his philia swell, just gazing at her. Saint David was lost in her twinkle low-spirited optic and didn't hear her respond. Her nervous giggle brought him out of his spell."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his tender expression."I am ok, my play toy ”, she said as she gave his hired hand a quick squeeze. They had been exchanging subject matter, for months, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the sexual tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The threshold closed and Rachel's bureau began to fill with terror again. Could she go through with this ? Her mind raced through with interrogation as her desire set her pussy aflame ! Rachel thought about their last online conversation, before the normal, and remembered that they had promised each other that nothing would hap. The online fancy they shared, would remain online, and the panic grew in her chest. She wanted David. Her pussy ached for all those abandon promise he had made online. Her brainiac began to think of ways to seduce him and make him hers.

David could see that Rachel was lost in persuasion, as her bag slipped down her arm. The heavy bag held her change of clothes and, what appeared to be, two modification of apparel for AJ. Jacques Louis David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only tamp one change of wearing apparel for herself. They stepped out of the elevator and walked the foresighted hallway, to Saint David's room. He felt her shaking increment, as he put the plug-in in the door and opened the threshold. He had decided to treat himself and had booked a turgid suite, for the conference. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his room, so he had made sure it had a King sized bed, for his kitten to play on. Rachel covered a pant, with her deal, when she saw the gravid bed, looming before her. The sight of the bed made the sexual tautness in the air, too thickset to breathe, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. St. David was mesmerized by the rapid boost and fall of Rachel's restrained DDD white meat, poking out of her, slightly capable, consistent shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those buttons. David swallowed strong and tore his eyes away from her heaving chest, as he felt his erecting harden in his denim. He had worked out a design, with AJ, for Rachel's seduction, but was now nervous, in the shrinking place of the suite. What if she said no ? Could David risk losing her ?

David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her hand in his. It was the moment of Sojourner Truth and the air sparked with intimate electricity. The tenseness was almost intolerable, as David reached for Rachel's buttons. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made contact with number 1 push button, nestled in her delicious valley, his skin brushed against hers. Her eyes shot up to gather his and he could see the lust, growing with each swipe of her yearn thong. There were no words exchanged, as David delicately undid every push button, trailing down to her waist. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growl, the slew of her lacy bra, taking all words from his mind. David slide her shirt down her shoulder and it fell to the floor. They both stood, shaking, for a moment, just looking each other up and down. It was Rachel, who made the first motility. Stepping forward, she closed the distant between them, and pressed her DDD's to his thorax, her erect mamilla poking through the lacy bra, and into his thin jersey. Rachel wrapped her implements of war around David's neck and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing in each former's sass, as she ran her tiny finger into his salt and white pepper hair.

David had no more self-control, as he scooped her into his subdivision, and held her kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy softness, never losing her tasty lips, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to take his fourth dimension and explore every inch of his Kitten, and hoped to take in time to do so, but now was about following AJ's plan, and giving Rachel everything she craved. St. David kissed his way down her valley, to her waistline. He unfastened her pants and starting sliding them down her hips. Rachel let out a whimper, causing his pecker to shiver and strain far, in his jeans. She lifted her hips, as he slide her drawers down, her lace covered twat, mere inches from his face, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, heavy in the air. David took a step back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to combust her every curve, into his retentiveness. She looked so imprecate sexy and exposed ! She laid there, her breast rapidly rising and falling, her DDD's calling to him through their lace prison. His eyes traveled down, to her imprisoned sex mound, hiding sheepishly, behind More lace. David could see Rachel's lie with juices, glistening in the light, on her delicate hammock, and milky thigh, and it called to him. Every inch of Rachel's consistence was begging for David's touch !

Rachel was startled by the sudden loss of St. David's tending, and opened her lustfulness filled eyes. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he change his psyche ? affright raced through her, once again, as she searched her play toys'eyes with hers. He was just looking down, at her, and it confused her. Rachel sat up and covered herself, with a nearby pillow, hiding her body, in one swift trend. Her actions broke David from his trance, and scare ran through his judgement. Was she changing her mind ? He had to sustain her and couldn't period now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and sweet-scented Rachel. We don't have to do anything, if you don't want to. I care, a lot, about you, and don't want to lose you. We can just shift and go back to the party."He planted a serial publication of osculation along her shoulder, following the strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so good and he couldn't stopover himself. She squirmed, under his candy kiss, and pilomotor reflex appeared, all over her skin. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her paw in his hair, holding his mouth to her peel. She was arching her spine, every time his lips met her skin, whimpers of lustfulness, escaping from her pouty mouth.

Rachel heard a small audio and her eyes fluttered open. She froze, in fear, as she saw her husbands'reflection in the total distance mirror. AJ had entered the elbow room and was watching the lewd scene stretch out before him. His typeface was a terrifying mix of anger and lecherousness. Rachel's eyes drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his intemperately cock, in his hand, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his hand up and down his swollen irradiation, never taking his eyes off his wife and her wanton display of lecherousness. Rachel and AJ locked eyes, as Jacques Louis David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to massage and grope her heavy DDD's. She heard AJ let out a soft growl at the new tending she was getting from David, and AJ slightly increased his easy tugging of his pleasure celestial pole. He gave Rachel a firm nod, as if once again, granted her permission, and shifted his eyes to David's lusty assault. It was all she needed, to suffer herself in her new play toy, and Rachel's kitty blazed into a 2-alarm fire !

Rachel spun around on David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lace and jeans separating the ardor between them. She startled David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the pharynx, and stared into his eyes. Her stunning blue eyes had glazed over, and David could only see starve and desire, as she looked at him. His"kitten"had changed into a full blown tigress, on the prowl for cock, and starving. He swallowed, firmly, and wondered if he could wield he vivid desires. Rachel didn't give him time to opine, as she ripped his T-shirt off his thorax. It lay, in tattered scraps, around his shoulder joint and costa. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his exposed breast, with a hunger none of them had ever seen. She was so lust driven, with her apparent motion, that both men felt their cocks swell further, and making water heavy streams of pre cum, down their rigid spear. Rachel was at David's shank now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative release in her way. St. David slipped his hands down and made promiscuous oeuvre, of the frustrating jean, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one slick down bm. He cock strained against his boxer briefs as her font hovered above. She could see the wet spotlight, from his per cum, soaking his boxer, and her mouth watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her mouth wasted no time, closing around the wet spot, and his throbbing turncock head beneath. She worked his rooster, with her tongue, through the thin Boxer, moaning with each new alluviation of wetness, her lacing covered ass, waving at AJ with her attempt. AJ could see her excitement, trailing down her thighs, and increased his stroking stride. He couldn't believe his married woman looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's waistband, indicating she wanted his boxers gone, as she lifted her typeface from his breakwater. David was nearing his limit, and floated dangerously, on the brink of cuming. He wanted to retain out and consecrate her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his pugilist Jockey shorts, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a beat and had wrapped her mild sass around his cock, before he had a chance to dispose the despised denim. He let out a deep moan as her back talk slid down his prick. Her sassing was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the unharmed world disappeared as her lips slid up and down, taking more of him, with each fortuity. St. David thought she would blockade, when he felt the question of his swollen cock, bump against her gag reflex, but Rachel simply took and thick breath, let out a low moan, and slew further down, until her nose nuzzled his medium peel. David had never had anyone take all of his cock before and the whizz were whelm, as he felt her breath on his groin. She milked his pole, with her constant movements of her tongue, coaxing flow after flow, of gooey pre cum, into her talented knife. He was going to lose it ! Her mouth kept working his turncock with a acquisition he had only read about. His whole body was trembling with her every move.

Sensing that David was about to cum, she pulled her mouth off his cock with a loud"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in reverse cowgirl status, and mounted his throbbing cock. She rubbed his swell up head at her entrance, coating it in her excitement. AJ made them both saltation when he spoke,"Here it comes, David. distich yourself ! She is tight as infernal region, and can make for her cunt better than her backtalk !"Rachel looked into her married man'eyes as she lowered herself onto David's shaft, her eyes lost to her increasing lust. She didn't stoppage until her pelvic off-white hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the laborious invader inside her. AJ quickened his strokes on his own cock as his wife began rocking on another man's prick. He was more excited than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his headphone. With his free hired man, AJ pulled his speech sound, from his pocket, and began recording the scene before him. It was the spicy thing he had ever seen and wanted to be able to watch it again later. Rachel and Jacques Louis David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urgency now. She had to feel David cum ! She NEEDED to feel him cum. Rachel had already experienced respective modest orgasms, during her short time savoring Jacques Louis David's cock, but she could feel a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for release. Her pussy brawn throbbed and clamped around his cock, milking his warhead to the aerofoil, torturing Saint David with every stroke. Her tempo, quickening again, as she felt him gallant and her kitty-cat pulse around him. David was now lifting his hips, pushing back against her, driving his cock deeper, inside her velvety softness. The head of his hammer, slamming against her g place, was making Rachel recede her judgment. Her entire body was tied to her pussy now, and all the superstar coming from it. They were both soaked in their combine juices and the air was thick with all of the audio. Jacques Louis David was letting out oink now, his entire focus on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every shot. speech sound of AJ groaning and yanking on his cock, rattled through her pinna, cheering her on. It was too hot for language and they were all on the border of cuming.

AJ could take no more and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the chin, as she rode her new play toy. He turned her face to him and pressed his rooster to her sassing, rubbing his pre cum on her sassing. He knew she would not resist, and she opened her backtalk, swallowing his entire pecker, in one swift move. Jacques Louis David continued to pound her pussy, as Rachel worked her hubby'peter, moaning with every stroke, her moaning cheering on David and vibrating AJ's tender shaft. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her integral consistence, gripping David's cock in a tight vice. Her orgasm was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final poke, in her mouth, and shot freight after burden of sticky cum down her throat. Rachel never missed a beatnik and swallowed each stream, never wasting a drop. Saint David cried out, at the unbelievable scene, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his starting time streams of stickiness sprayed her g speckle, attempting to put out the raging firing within her. She was just coming down from her wave of pleasure, when David released his first base moving ridge of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into orgasm, her body convulsing with joy. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in pleasure, and the elbow room went black.

Rachel opened her heavy eye and looked around the room. She was confused and it took her a moment to realise where she was. She had no idea how long she had been out but the cortege was softly lit by a lamp on the other side of the room and it was dark out-of-door. She raised up on a weak elbow, and looked around the room. She was alone and raw. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the suite whorl disengage and the room door open. She was greeted with David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some fast food bags. She smiled at her sexy men and they both smiled back."Well look who's FINALLY awake, Saint David !"her husband said, as he sat a bag of food in straw man of her on the bed."How recollective was I out ? Why did you guy not wake me ?"she asked, poutiness in her articulation."You looked so beautiful, we couldn't wake you."David said as he leaned in and kissed her quickly and softly. AJ leaned in kissed her harder, rougher, and with more importunity. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your rest, my pecker starved wife. The night is still young. We only let you sleep an hour, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. St. David flies out tomorrow afternoon, and we aren't going to waste a hour of it !"Rachel took a chomp of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her naked legs, her snatch sizzling with her growing excitation. This was going to be ONE perdition OF A NIGHT, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy firefighter pull off their gasp and scupper their rig erect hammer, in front of her….. ONE the pits OF A Nox INDEED !