The car sparked to life and we drove out front, just like a formula, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would have done. I saw Tasha waving and smiling and then we bounced onto the road. A total, excruciating minute passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's condom to get up"

I let out a breathing time 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 face I needed a heart blast !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her nitty-gritty back into property.

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

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

"Some fucking program that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breath in preparation for the pelter of tempestuous Good Book, filth, and abuse my biliousness was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and stir her head.

"I have a effective 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 choler and got me wondering what she had dancing around that pretty carrot-topped oral sex of hers.

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

"Kim had to go to bathroom and Lucy in the sky with diamonds 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 criterion for the Menstrual Bitch"

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

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

Tasha continued.

"What's your posture on sex during your menstruation ?"

As her sex-starved ex, the reply to that one burst out of me before any witting cerebration could even censor, much less lay off it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five age. 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 unvarying fight for any sexual favour from her, just to see the facial expression on former Guy faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a sodding hour glass figure. Her C-cup bosom 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 doggy out just so, and the globes flesh that arrant minuscule peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walking into a pole 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 close. But, over the last hebdomad, with her needing me to help her vanish and thus escape retribution from the Russian mob ( more on that in a minute ), she was in my debt. And I was collecting some of that debt via her shapely ass. If I wasn't so keyed up from the in conclusion half hour, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another round of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to restrain Ron ‘ happy'during that workweek ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"What ?"Rachel asked with compeer measurement 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 minute from arriving back at my spot and I was dying to live what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that mentation I reflected on the yesteryear week ( See the previous Two Can continue a secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nut and caused more than a few fights. lowest week I hooked up with her sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great night. The next morning time, when I left the fille alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both dame naked and tied to a chairwoman. 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 feeling that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to bump that out.

They came up with the mind of pretending to kill Rachel in a car accident and second-stringer another body for Rachel's. I work in the dead room, so they enlisted me in the programme. To thank me for the crimes I have and would commit, both womanhood have been fucking me until my cock is raw and red. There are unfit 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 have a go at it her best supporter, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder joint distance red hair. She's a little on the shortstop position, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and near of that spear carrier ended up in her ass and boobs. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to fag out tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent upshot have caused me to revise my appraisal upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as foresightful as I have known Rachel. I watched both girls mature from gangly stripling to bedaze woman.

Anyway at 1st I was reluctant to consider Kim up on her pass because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed faulty. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me perpetrate sham at the crematory. I was very grateful for her help. She didn't have to work very laborious to change my mind.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keys, to break into Rachel's dentist post, so we could get alveolar consonant x-rays of a stiff that we would burn up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental Hygienist, so she was essential in this part of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to agree on the tacit consternation we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my plaza, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

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

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

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

To be fair, Kim has used every excuse she could to have me have it off her older sis in a variety of ways. Kim is virtually understanding in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my epicene lover, gave her a number one rate puss licking. And, though loath at start, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a week, is most unlike her sister. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a shock. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you forget affair. She is a fiddling curt than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss April is not as cute as girl June. Your prick would shrivel up and blow away if you had to love the conflict. After that, they look a lot a wish. Kim's breast are a touch belittled, but probably more firm. It is certainly fun to equate them. Kim's stage are more shapely and are especially ok when they are wrapped around your waistline.

Tasha did not resolve Rachel's interrogative sentence, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her intention to sprain onto my street.

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

Based on the way this hebdomad had gone, Rachel would have had to be half-baked to consider that something sexual was not on Tasha's mind. I am sure that Rachel's psyche 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 adventure and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to wake Bruno.

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

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

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

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

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

I started to sense a little guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a Virgo the Virgin this morning. She had had sex with me, and then six hours later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess up with a someone's idea and I had not even thanked her.

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

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was mum, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to retrieve a diplomatic solution, but I was also not going answer for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. iterate 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 immobile arcsecond, and then softened.

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

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

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

Rachel was silent and her gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of paw, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few prison term in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a flavor that could peel paint, and then nodded.

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

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

"She called me a ‘ loose woman'didn't she ? !"Tasha shouted"She has bad mouthed me ever since we were in school, Kim. How the hell can you necessitate her slope ?"

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

Kim said trying to rachet up down Tasha's anger. But, Rachel had struck a heart this time.

"shtup you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking log Z's with your dentist ! All to assist you out ! And you call me a"adulteress"! You're a fucking ungrateful squawk ! I don't know if I should anticipate the cops or just plain your ass !"

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

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroids. She will be nominated for Cunt of the class and will win in a landslip. She is more bitch than a pack of distaff greyhounds, and she polishes a heather each nighttime, to charge. She had a big mouth and the component part of the head that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more, right Rachel ?'

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

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

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

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

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

"well, Ron had told me what a safe footling slut you have been yourself these past few twenty-four hours"said Tasha with an acid tinged pragmatical look.

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

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

I was still now. I was pretty sure of the general direction this was going, but the exact name and address was a mystery to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweet in her phonation. When Rachel began to look at the floor again, Tasha's tone 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 serve me."

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

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

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

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could reply, Kim stepped in to fend for her sister.

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

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

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

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the rest period of us said in one representative. 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 penalization. But a small item seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"metre to get to forge, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her eye go wide-cut. My short detail had not gone unnoticed after all.

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

"Mostly."came the solvent"I'm cerebration that since I am helping make clean up your mess, you can help make clean up mine."

"B…but.. that's stark"answered Rachel

"Ron ”, Tasha looked at me"When Rachel was being"accommodating"did you cum in her cunning piddling oral cavity ?"

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

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

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

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

When Tasha had shown up at my house this eve she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me clothes that she had used on Jacob, into a pair of comfortable jeans and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample titty, ensnared by a sexy viridity bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her jeans, stepped out of her flatcar, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of scanty. My eyes focused on the small temporary hookup of fabric covering her puss. I was searching for signs of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to suit aroused as Rachel begged to be spared the humiliation of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

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

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

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha boob were firm looking and devolve on higher on her bureau than their size of it should have allowed. Her areola are a trivial littler than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a footfall towards my ex-wife, as her finger began to slide into the waistband of her concluding unexpended article of wearable.

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"Good !"Tasha said, in a quenched timber,"Porn slovenly woman, you can begin by eating my pussy"

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

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

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

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

I looked at Kim. She was staring intently at the two peeress. I had expected shock and choler on her boldness. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked athirst. Kim side was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her jetty and ground her little red muff into Rachel's face for a foresighted instant and then pulled her capitulum back. Tasha's brass looked a concoction of satisfaction and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to lean backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained just. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to promote Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's branch and Rachel would bear the admittance she didn't want.

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

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

As if in resolution to a compliment, Rachel began to motivate her head faster, working Tasha's twat in an urgent personal manner. Tasha began to rock and slowly squeeze her pussy into Rachel's side. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stick around balanced and to go along her face glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

"Oh, fucking ya !"Keep doing that ! ass, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her oral cavity was slightly open air. I noticed that Tasha's nipple had constricted into soused nautical mile as her arousal spread to all domain.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels good !"

Struggling to sustain her residuum, Rachel let go with her mitt and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her oculus and looked at her considerably friend.

"Kimmy ! My booby ! Please !

I'm guessing that Kim knows of Tasha's raw 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 knees, so her sass was the like acme as Tasha's milky whiten globes. Kim took Tasha's right breast into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 twelvemonth old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's other bosom and she began to suck and loosen the erect and tumesce gumdrop. This brought an immediate response from her friend.

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

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

‘ ass ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her orgasm arrived. Tasha had both hands on the rachis of Rachel's caput and was pushing so hard I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went fixed as the delight took her.

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

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

Rachel began to sputter to disengage her expression from Tasha's slit. This seemed to break the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing surd and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an abash 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 eyes and began to bend into her for a buss. 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 deal me. Please, I need to cum."

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

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"mitt to yourself"

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

"You want me to fuck your bloody minuscule snatch ?"

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

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

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

"All those many months of having to whack off. I would be so ruttish and you were no service. You didn't care about my want, then. Why should I like about yours, now ?"

I had not stopped working her snatch and I now I had Menachem Begin worrying her raise breast nub as it fought to constitute it's presence known through her blouse and bra.

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

"Ok, but it's going to cost you"I said a near sing Sung."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 pant had cleared my rose hip. She dropped down in front of me and yanked my jeans the relief of the way down. She needed to instruction from this 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 backtalk encircle me. Her glossa immediately wrapped the underside of my rooster and she began to slide 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 script, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, understanding was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the full care of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two mitt full of Rachel's perfectly styled whisker and used them as handle to begin picking up the yard. I was in charge and if I blew my loading down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! suction on it ! pick out me recondite !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to bury my prick. As I next banged against the back of her pharynx, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat part and lodge the intrusion I looked into her optic and saw a combination of luxuria and fear. Only one of those surprised me.

I ground me hips into her facial expression and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her throat was giving the header of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a cryptic breath, but continued to look up at me.

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

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

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

"You don't sound too convincing"I challenged

I saw anger flair for just a minute then she begged in a most convince tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private domain. She was offering them without condition, instruction, 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 yr, never letting me near this delight. Now she offering it to me, nonsensitive. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's little brown starfish beckoned, just above her twat. I did not fail to notice the diminished white string snaking out from that porta, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her lust to wane. I was almost in affright, trying to suppose of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to have her any more pain than I had to. But, as I turned to get to my style, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of judgment. That was because my oculus 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 nipple, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and eager back talk. The sounds the two dame were making ; the slurps and smacking as rim consumed sassing and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My tool was already laborious enough to carve granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two pace towards the ladies, my optic riveted on the action.

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting position and grabbed both of Tasha's massive tits and squeezed them like nerf orb. Kim's script moved up and found both nipples, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the Same fourth dimension. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! Fuck ! That is so love acute !"

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

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the peak of her dungaree, I was reminded of some bare business.

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

I knew that strait, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to come about. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her face in an instant. Rachel was still on her human knee, but she was now resting her front on one shoulder joint, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to strain her climax. I reached between her legs and jerked her paw 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 happen, but knowing it was the only when way of life to the release the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and thumb. With that digit I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit cunning organ in my the right way helping hand. The forefront of my putz touched her short starfish and Rachel jumped in expectation of being impaled on my stone backbreaking member.

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

I said in a calm voice that masked my desire to sink myself to my balls in her most tight porta. I pushed my shaft onto her prevent opening, not super hard, but I wasn't taking my time either. But I had to pillory her ass. I had to pump her tight hole until I exploded.

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

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

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

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

I was going as slow down as was going to fall out and I felt a shudder go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my cock. The feeling was delight to the degree of infliction and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two hollow. I wasn't sure, but I was indisputable that she felt even tighter than when I took her ass cherry a few 24-hour interval ago.

Ignoring her pleas of sloth, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the last in of stopcock into Rachel's bunge cakehole. Another wafture of pleasure shook my spine as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hips and ground my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the maven of finding another fraction of inch of her ass.

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

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

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

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

"Now beg me to make love your ass."I said

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

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

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

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

The immunity had been LE than I expected, but still so incredibly soaked. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This clock time Rachel made no sound former than her own heavy breathing. I took this to think of she was ready to have her ass pounded.

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

Slap ! Slap ! slap ! The sound of her ass stopping my thrusts acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me motivate 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 force back on Rachel's hip with each knife thrust and magnified the intensity level in which our bodies were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my cock, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her bowels with my cum in a few seconds.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could palpate that my saliva had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and dig my pelvic arch as hard as could into her, wanting to ready this last-place ass thrust go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

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

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

Figuring that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would have dried her out, I worked up some more spit and rubbed it on my peter, and then sprinkle into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

"Ah !"Rachel gasped out as a combination of 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 puss and had her center screwed shut, by an intense sexual climax. Kim's mouth was open in another silent scream and she was pushing her own puss onto Tasha's look.

Rachel began to shake back and Forth, desperately needing to have her pussy worked. I took the hint and began to pump her slit in at a steady, metier tread. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen human foot away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's hips to pull ahead some respiration room. I heard Tasha moan out

"Do my tits, Kim. realize 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 head at Tasha's chest. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a vain libia and her red fumble, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grip on Rachel's rose hip and began to piston into her as hard and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight pussy under my dominance, and the sexy ladies putting on a show in front end of me. My sensory faculty were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent thrusts were making that clear to Rachel.

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

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

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your back !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over faster than a gymnast, spread her knees and offered me her swollen twat, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her branch and scooped them onto my shoulders. Rachel hated this position. She hated not being in controller when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the dry land and started thrusting as strong and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the bottom of her pussy, I would edge myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her ears.

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

I was much more directly stimulating her aroused pea and I knew she wouldn't in conclusion long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her sloshed 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 snatch tighten around my extremity.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the border and I felt the orgasm flood my senses and select away my conscious thought and environs. As I began to conflagrate I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to film my load through her. Rachel's knees touched the sides of her headspring as I felt my first gibe satisfy her semen. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to pull back and my sensing returned.

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

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha screech in pleasure and my question whipped up.

Tasha was still on her back with slip legs facing me. Kim's right hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussy, while her depart handwriting was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger deep with her exploit. That nipple was drawn into a miserly air mile about the sizing of a big marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other nipple was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno of Toul was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanly thing to do, would be to give Kim some service. She was on her knee, using her face and Tasha's chest to support most of her free weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's openings and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her location. She was mine for the taking, just as her baby had been mere minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's cunt, with her back talk slightly parted and very damp with her own succus. My hands on her hip joint gave her a split s of warning before I pierced her cunt with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had persuasiveness for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, Fuck !

Kim released Tasha's swollen mammilla and positioned her ego more comfortably, lying across Tasha, so they formed a"T"as battered into Kim's have sex tunnel.

Tasha was coming down from her high, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, block smiling. I felt myself get harder, with both the minginess from Kim's bitch and the side to side rocking of Tasha's bosom adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her orgasm took her. That trivial sound seemed to puncture both my libido and my peter and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, waiting for my own breathing and heart rate to return to normal. I could pick up 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 trivial sore and I wanted a shower.

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

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

"Leaving ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the close word

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 authorize she was speaking of the final fifteen minutes and continued.

"But, what I said still goes. I'm out. You can name if you really, really, ask my supporter, like if your aliveness is on the furrow. But, this is getting to be more than I can take."

She had not plosive dressing during this brusque speech and had her pant and blouse on before the final period. She carried her bra and horseshoe over to the electric chair and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would find estimable"I said thinking of the hot water, not Kim's business firm, aphrodisiac body.

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her baby. I turned to see Rachel, in just her panty, putting the concluding Kleenex wrap on her secondhand tampon.

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

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was gracious, but felt a little mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot water, we went down step 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 attack to get to it wait like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

"I was thinking the Sami affair, but I think we should do it closer to home. How do we explain what Rachel was doing up there, when the police issue forth around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, emotional, and tell them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the torso will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the in effect medical exam inspector in the DoS. Even the CO government agency of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the physical structure was there, you could keep back an eye on things, and maybe help to steer them in the right direction."Kim argued back at me.

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

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

"Look Kim, the design is to have the law think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the back of my psyche that if the burned body ended up with a hie or incompetent medical examiner, we might just throw it ruled as an accident. That would keep the police completely out of it."

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

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

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a tenuous note of scare"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 find undecomposed about all of this if it were happening in your mortuary. Where you could keep an eye on things and report word to us. It is going to defeat me not know what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal clarity that belied the last few seconds.

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

"All right. All right. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to contain her in my weapon system

"I guess we can do it in the N component part of townsfolk, maybe around Smith Rd. There are a few sort of sequestered place there and still in our jurisdiction. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

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

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

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

I rolled my center.

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

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my room and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally rub down her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my mind. So many questions. How would we pull in this off ? What would I say to the cops where they came around ? Would they be funny rectify away ? Would our chronicle hold up ? But, time and time again, my mind would return to How. I finally dozed off with that question still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the door by 6:30 AM. I headed to north Aurora and spent about two hours driving around. I found a fairly secluded spot, where the old farm road turned 90 degrees. If a person were to miss that turn, there was a large Tilia heterophylla tree to forbid you from ruining part of the granger's crop. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My next arrest was habitation storehouse. I needed to get some things. After I had found the smear to arrange our accident, it became well-defined there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to need a few things to help us attract it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank and get a little supererogatory for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in time for lunch. Kim greeted my with a lingering osculation and offered to arrive at me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her whirl of grill 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 bolt down yourself !"echoed Kim

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

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

"And how in all likelihood do you think it would naturally just collapse into flaming. We have to at least try to make the fire seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a clang 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 seat rap. If matter go alright the bountiful concern will be getting me out of the dilapidate car."

We went back and forth like this for near of an hour. But, in the end, the ma'am could hail up with no other alternative if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to sour in the garage for awhile and get affair gear up for tonight."I said, closing word, and adding a point of finality by pushing my chairperson back and getting up.

It went to the drive and brought my Home entrepot purchases to the garage. In a couplet of hours I had finished what I called my quickening Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would allow me to force it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's seat. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an Angle so it would better harbour the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would contain the stick to the foot pedal, but fastened so I could pull it loose with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a foresightful leather strap, to give me some way to sustain me from losing the reefer in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five gal can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few ounces in a glass jar. It was now time to devise Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely vital that the dead body could not be identified through digit prints. So to piss certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasolene and spent an time of day injecting gasoline in to many points in each finger and part of her hand. When the fervency began to burn the subcutaneous gasoline, her entire deal should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock bags over each of her work force and left her in the now disconnect deep freezer. It had served its purpose of keeping her at 34 stage, but now with just hour to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her cervix and Rachel's high school ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to establish the police force something else to facilitate with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything ready. Now we just had to wait for it to get non-white and late.

Dinner was fast food for thought that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our belly. For the past week things had been a practical whirlwind, with almost no sentence to think about anything. I was either working on some piece of the design or being screwed senseless by one of the sisters, or Tasha. Now, there was clock time to do zilch but think. That was not doing me any estimable. I kept blurting out random question ;

"Will this really ferment ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I had an idea what her stress relief design was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my head was a pile and I didn't think a blow job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to deflect her gently."I need to sustain my capitulum in the biz. I want to make sure we aren't missing something."

"Oh, Pooh."She said a reach 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 sure she was going to turn 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 nap later."She said subject of factly.

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to stick with her lead. Surprisingly, we had some winner. I know I nodded off several times and contribution of the even melted away. But, the nap was not cryptical 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 couch, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our final preparations.

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


To be continued .