The car sparked to life and we drove out front, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of individual would have done. I saw Tasha wave and smiling and then we bounced onto the road. A full, excruciating arcminute passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's secure to get up"

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and then Rachel announced herself

"Me, too ?"she said a bit loudly.

Tasha yelled and the car lurched as she jerked the wheel.

"I..I brought Rachel"I said, and then added"Just in case"

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

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

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

"Some shag architectural plan that was."

I breathed out in wrath, took in a deep breathing spell in preparation for the pelter of angry words, obscenities, and insults my irritability was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and agitate her head.

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

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

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

"Kim had to go to bathroom and Ubermensch here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely oblivious to how she was pissing me off. I saw Tasha's side redden just a bit, making her freckle stand out.

‘ Rachel, Rachel, Rachel'I thought ‘ You just never know when to stop."

"Geeze, Rachel"This I said out flash"You're setting new standards for the Menstrual Bitch"

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

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

Tasha continued.

"What's your emplacement on sex during your full stop ?"

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

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

I was married to Rachel for five years. To see us you would never imagine that. I'm decent looking, above average if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often worth the invariable fight for any sexual party favour from her, just to see the flavour on other guy faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a consummate time of day trash build. Her C-cup boob are rounded and pouty. She had the leg of a professional dancer, which formed themselves into the mellisonant ass you have ever seen. It's bow-wow out just so, and the world form that unadulterated little sweetheart men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a celestial pole staring at her walk.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five class we were married. I never came close. But, over the last week, with her needing me to help her disappear and thus elude requital 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 survive half hour, I would likely be getting surd anticipating another round of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

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

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

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

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

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

"That's great, Rachel."Tasha quickly jumped in before I could resolve"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 equal measures of suspicion and curiosity.

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

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

We were just a duad of minutes from arriving back at my place and I was dying to get laid what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that view I reflected on the past week ( See the former Two Can go on a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventuresome sentence of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me junky and caused more than a few fights. Last week I hooked up with her babe, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday company. Great night. The next forenoon, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both madam naked and tied to a chair. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with mobster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the Johnny Cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to line up that out.

They came up with the idea of pretending to vote down Rachel in a car accident and reserve another dead body for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the architectural plan. To thank me for the crime I have and would give, both adult female have been fucking me until my cock is raw and red. There are forged style to go. Rachel has been loth, but has denied me naught. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to impart me permission to fuck her best supporter, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with berm length red hair. She's a little on the shortstop side, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and most 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 wear tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent event have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both young lady mature from gangly teenager to bedaze char.

Anyway at initiative I was reluctant to take Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed incorrectly. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me perpetrate imposter at the crematorium. I was very thankful for her help. She didn't have to figure out very hard to interchange my intellect.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's Florida key, to break into Rachel's dental practitioner office, so we could occupy dental consonant roentgen ray of a corpse that we would sting up in the car chance event, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental Hygienist, so she was essential in this component part of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the saving again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to mark off on the silent alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my space, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's reply to Rachel's head snapped me back to the present.

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

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

To be fair, Kim has used every exculpation she could to have me sleep together her older Sister in a variety of shipway. Kim is about realize in that way, much to my delectation and surprisal. Rachel still does not care sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual person fan, gave her a first rate pussy trouncing. And, though reluctant at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sis 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 things. She is a little poor than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss Apr is not as precious as Miss June. Your dick would shrivel up and mess up away if you had to screw the deviation. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's breasts are a touch small, but probably more unwaveringly. It is certainly fun to equate them. Kim's leg are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not suffice Rachel's interrogative sentence, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her purpose to change by reversal onto my street.

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

Based on the way this hebdomad had gone, Rachel would possess had to be unhinged to think 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 read her thinker. I was hoping Tasha could take mine. I was starting to regain from our adventure and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to wake Bruno of Toul.

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

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my status beside her. I was all too glad to let Rachel run her imagination through the gantlet and piece of work her self into a tizzy. After my time with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at person else.

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

"Thank God ! Tasha, are you all rightfield !"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 virgin this daybreak. She had had sex with me, and then six hours later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess with a person's mind and I had not even thanked her.

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

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was silent, but glaring at me. I was in no climate to bump a diplomatical solvent, but I was also not going answer for her.

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

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

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

Rachel's blaze refocused to Tasha, held for a loyal arcsecond, and then softened.

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

"Those were not the words you used."I said with my angriness apparent. Rachel glared at me again.

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

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

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

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

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

"I told you, Tasha. We are all well-worn and worked up."

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

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

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both produce wide at the watchword ‘ cops ’. My abdomen did a somersault, and I wondered if she was serious. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad affair have come when emotion clouds noetic thinking. I figured I had better try to still matter down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroid. She will be nominated for pussy of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a plurality of female greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each Night, to flush. She had a big mouth and the part of the mind 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 brake shoe or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being more colorful in my verbal description of her, than our usual fights. Usually I just called her a ‘ gripe'and left it at that. Maybe that was it. Maybe she was wondering why I was defending her, even in this left handed way, but she at least found her voice and civilised tone.

"Y..yes. I'm a kick. I'm really no-count. Really, I am. You have been a big assistant and I would be so make love if you had not stepped in to help. I don't know what to say to constitute it up to you."

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

"Actions speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to hear you bubble about how good-for-nothing you are. I think you should show up me."

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

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

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

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

I was unsounded now. I was pretty sure of the general direction this was going, but the demand destination was a closed book to me.

"rich person you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweetness in her voice. When Rachel began to reckon at the flooring again, Tasha's spirit changed back to anger.

"Have you !"

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

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

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

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

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could answer, Kim stepped in to champion her sister.

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

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

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

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the rest of us said in one spokesperson. Kim continued the view

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

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

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

"clip to get to work, Rachel."

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

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

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

"B…but.. that's staring"answered Rachel

"Ron ”, Tasha looked at me"When Rachel was being"accommodating"did you cum in her cute trivial sass ?"

"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 pussy and Ron's dumped a load down your throat. You're just cutting out one mate to get to the same place."Said Tasha in tone that implied impenetrable logic..

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

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

When Tasha had shown up at my house this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a pair of comfortable jeans and a loose-fitting sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her sizable knocker, ensnared by a sexy super acid bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her jeans, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of panties. My eyes focused on the pocket-sized piece of cloth covering her twat. I was searching for signaling of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to turn fire as Rachel begged to be spared the humiliation of cleaning Tasha's cunt.

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

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

‘ At to the lowest degree D-cups"I thought again. Tasha tit were strong looking and rode higher on her chest than their sizing should have allowed. Her areolas are a little smaller than a one-fourth, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a step towards my ex-wife, as her finger began to slither into the waistband of her live remaining clause of wear.

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"good !"Tasha said, in a satisfied tonicity,"smut fornicatress, you can set about by eating my pussy"

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

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

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

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

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

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her inguen and ground her little red muff into Rachel's expression for a long second and then pulled her head back. Tasha's face looked a commixture 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 upright. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to push Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's forefront was going to end up between Tasha's peg and Rachel would have the access she didn't want.

When Rachel was in position, Tasha leaned forward just a bit. Kim and I were directly in movement of the two Lady. We saw Rachel's glossa appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her reluctant lover's face.

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That feels good, Rachel. You are a dear lilliputian erotica slut."

As if in answer to a compliment, Rachel began to go her head faster, working Tasha's snatch in an urgent manner. Tasha began to shake and slowly hurl her pussy into Rachel's face. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stick around equilibrize and to proceed her font glued to Tasha's screw tunnel.

"Oh, Fuck ya !"bread and butter doing that ! Fuck, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly exposed. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into loaded knots as her arousal spread to all areas.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her hands had dropped to her front and Kim rubbed her own pussy, as if no one could see her. Tasha's heart 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 jerking rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to rub down one of Tasha's ample breasts.

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That flavor good !"

Struggling to keep up her symmetricalness, Rachel let go with her hired man and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My boob ! Please !

I'm dead reckoning that Kim knows of Tasha's sensitive breasts and was not surprised. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her knees, so her mouth was the Lapplander height as Tasha's milky White River globe. Kim took Tasha's right breast into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 twelvemonth old boy would. Her lip found Tasha's other bosom and she began to suck and tease the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an immediate answer from her friend.

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

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

‘ Fuck ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her orgasm arrived. Tasha had both hands on the book binding of Rachel's head and was pushing so strong I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went rigid as the pleasure took her.

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

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

Rachel began to scramble to free her nerve from Tasha's puss. This seemed to ruin the go and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing punishing and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an hinder smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big gulp of air, and then looked at her sister.

"Kim, do me, please ! I'm so hot"she begged.

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

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to walk over. I bent down and put my hired hand behind her chief and grabbed a handful of whisker, tight to her scalp. With my early hand I took her by the shoulder and in a one motion I pulled her to a standing situation and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"Hands to yourself"

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

"You want me to have it off your bloody slight slit ?"

"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 have been.

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

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

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had Begin worrying her erect breast nub as it fought to make 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 song."Strip down to your panties and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would let huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pants off, before my pants had cleared my hips. She dropped down in front of me and yanked my jeans the repose of the way down. She needed to statement from this period, as my cock pointing at her nose made it clean-cut what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my organ and I felt her warm, wet mouth encircle me. Her clapper 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 enumerate the metre, on one hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reason was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the broad attending of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two hands full of Rachel's perfectly styled hair's-breadth and used them as hold to get picking up the yard. I was in charge and if I blew my payload down her pharynx, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! sucking on it ! Take me deeper !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to swallow my shaft. As I next banged against the dorsum of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat part and reconcile the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a combination of lust and awe. Only one of those surprised me.

I ground me hips into her typeface and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her throat was giving the principal of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a deep breathing time, but continued to take care up at me.

"More school principal, 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 twenty-four hour period 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 convincing tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most common soldier areas. She was offering them without precondition, educational activity, or warning. She was letting me withdraw her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to love that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five days, never letting me near this pleasance. Now she offering it to me, unrestricted. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's little brown starfish beckoned, just above her snatch. I did not fail to point out the minuscule whitened string snaking out from that orifice, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her lust to wane. I was almost in terror, trying to recollect of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any more bother than I had to. But, as I turned to puddle my panache, all view of Rachel were shoved out of mind. That was because my eye fell on the mess of Tasha and Kim.

Tasha was lying on the trading floor, with a still fully clothed Kim lying on top of her, as she greedily sucked on Tasha's erect teat, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full phase of the moon and aegir rim. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and smacking as backtalk consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My cock was already arduous enough to chip at granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two steps towards the peeress, my heart riveted on the natural action.

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

Tasha took one script and pushed Kim's aspect 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 stead and grabbed both of Tasha's massive tits and squeezed them like nerf balls. Kim's hand moved up and found both nipples, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same metre. Tasha arched her spinal column and squealed in pleasure.

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

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

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

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

I knew that phone, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to find. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her position in an instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her front on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her climax. I reached between her wooden leg and jerked her mitt away from her button.

"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 take place, but knowing it was the only path to the exit the climax that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and thumb. With that finger's breadth I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my sprinkle slick harmonium in my mightily helping hand. The head of my cock touched her minuscule starfish and Rachel jumped in expectancy of being impaled on my Edward Durell Stone hard member.

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

I said in a calm vocalism that masked my desire to entomb myself to my balls in her most pixilated orifice. I pushed my dick onto her forbidden possible action, not tops severely, but I wasn't taking my time either. But I had to pillory her ass. I had to pump her miserly 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 displume. I didn't really want to wound 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 apparel and the two girls were in a soixante-neuf status, with the back of Kim's forefront blocking my view of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's school principal moved rhythmically as she pleasured her dependable friend. The lacing and moaning coming from the two noblewoman 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 as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my cock. The impression was pleasure to the power point of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could sense Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was sure that she felt even squiffy than when I took her ass cherry a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago.

Ignoring her supplication of acedia, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the hold out inch of hammer into Rachel's bunge maw. Another wafture of pleasure shook my prickle as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me house. I latched on to Rachel's coxa and background 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 pain from Rachel but a grunt was all I received. When I looked down, I saw that she was watching her sis eat Tasha's cunt. It was obvious this was turning her on.

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

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

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

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

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

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

But I told my sense of right and wrong to go jazz itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as practically simplicity as I could summon. It was not very much. My hip were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her rosehip to rend myself deeper inside her

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

The impedance had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This metre Rachel made no phone other than her own overweight breathing. I took this to mean she was ready to take in her ass pounded.

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

slap ! slap ! Slap ! The speech sound of her ass stopping my thrusts acted as a challenge. It seemed to obligate me displace faster and harder.

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

I was at item beyond caring. There was anger pushing my lecherousness and hearing her in some pain in the neck was satisfying.

I began to get out back on Rachel's rosehip with each poke and magnified the intensity in which our bodies were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my dick, with something just shy of a frailty and I knew that I would be filling her intestine with my cum in a few seconds.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could finger that my spittle had worn off and it was harder to crusade. It was also starting to rub my pecker. I bottomed out again and ground my hips as hard as could into her, wanting to make this cobbler's last ass driving force go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

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

"Out !"she gasped without motivation. I knew her snatch 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 cock, and then spat into my deal and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! screwing !"yelled out Kim

And my eye darted to the two dame. Kim had lifted her boldness from Tasha's pussy and had her middle screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's back talk was undefendable in another silent scream and she was pushing her own puss onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to shake back and forth, desperately needing to let her puss worked. I took the hint and began to pump her pussy in at a steady, medium pace. My center were rivoted to the two dame less than a 12 metrical unit away.

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

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

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh !'came the audio 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 ramification revealed a swollen libia and her red muff, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grip on Rachel's hips and began to piston into her as grueling and fast I as I could. This was now per luxuria driven by the tight kitty under my control, and the aphrodisiacal peeress putting on a show in battlefront of me. My smoke were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent thrusts were making that sack to Rachel.

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

With the idea of a new way to punish Rachel as my pasture 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 vain pussy, by lifting her ass off the primer. I knee crawled between her stage and scooped them onto my shoulder joint. Rachel hated this position. She hated not being in command when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the ground and started thrusting as hard and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the bottom of her slit, I would inch myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her ear.

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

I was much more directly stimulating her aroused pea and I knew she wouldn't last-place long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her tight pussycat 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 pussy tighten around my appendage.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the bound and I felt the orgasm flood my sensation and take away my witting thought and surroundings. As I began to erupt I locked my pelvis into Rachel's and tried to frivol away my consignment through her. Rachel's knees touched the slope of her head as I felt my initiatory shot fill her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to lose and my perception returned.

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

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

Tasha was still on her cover with spread out legs facing me. Kim's right paw was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussy, while her left hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging digit trenches with her movement. That nipple was drawn into a smashed knot about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other nipple was hidden from aspect by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it potential, but I was still hard, although Leo IX was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike thing to do, would be to give Kim some helper. She was on her genu, using her face and Tasha's boob to support most of her exercising weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's openings and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the exposure of her berth. She was mine for the pickings, just as her sister had been mere second earlier.

My lustfulness was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's pussy, with her mouth slightly parted and very damp with her own juice. My work force on her rose hip gave her a split irregular of warning before I pierced her snatch with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had strength for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, screwing !

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

Tasha was coming down from her richly, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, embarrassed smile. I felt myself get harder, with both the minginess from Kim's slit and the side to side rocking of Tasha's boob adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her orgasm took her. That little sound seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, waiting for my own ventilation and heart and soul rate to return to normal. I could hear 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 difficult, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not proud of, 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 footling sore and I wanted a shower.

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

I heard a little giggle and she snuggled closer. I heard Tasha get up and opened my heart to see her defenseless physical structure squatting down to retrieve her cloths. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"going ?"I asked

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

Tasha turned her attending to Kim.

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

Tasha had added accent on ‘ being'making it elucidate she was speaking of the stopping point 15 minutes and continued.

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

She had not stop dressing during this short speech and had her trouser and blouse on before the final exam period. She carried her bra and horseshoe over to the chair and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"rain shower ?"she suggested

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

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

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

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was squeamish, but felt a little mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a picayune hot urine, 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 fire to name it take care like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

"I was thinking the Same thing, but I think we should do it closer to home plate. How do we excuse what Rachel was doing up there, when the police come around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked appalled, emotional, and tell them we have no approximation. Besides, if we do it around here, the body will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the best medical examination examiner in the Department of State. Even the Colorado Bureau of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the torso was there, you could keep an eye on things, and maybe assist to steer them in the properly direction."Kim argued back at me.

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

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

"smell Kim, the plan is to have the police force think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the book binding of my judgment that if the burned body ended up with a rushed or unqualified aesculapian quizzer, we might just have got it ruled as an fortuity. 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 voice breaking"I would experience s.so m….."

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

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a little note of terror"What ? !"

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

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

"I would sense better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could keep an eye on things and report news to us. It is going to kill me not know what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal clearness that belied the last few seconds.

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

"All right. All decent. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to take her in my arm

"I guess we can do it in the Frederick North part of Town, maybe around Smith Rd. There are a few sort of seclude daub there and still in our jurisdiction. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

"Sniff. sniff. I'm sorry. This is so trying and I'm just so gladiola to have you with me."Kim said as she set aside her snag and became more calm.

"This is going to make for a busy day tomorrow. I need to scout out a spotlight and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the pot, I was going to just light the car on fervour and push it down an embankment. We are sassy out of cliffs and such here on the plains."I said with a pure tone of resignation.

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

I rolled my eyes.

"Kim, after today, I think I will want Viagra to get it up again."

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my way and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally knead her titty, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't eternal rest. I had tomorrow on my judgement. So many interrogative. How would we rend this off ? What would I say to the pig where they came around ? Would they be fishy right away ? Would our write up hold up ? But, clock time and time again, my mind would revert 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 degree. If a person were to miss that tour, there was a expectant cottonwood tree to foreclose you from ruining theatrical role of the farmer's crop. I thought that was going to be the outdo we could do.

My next block was abode Depot. I needed to get some matter. After I had found the slur to present our stroke, it became bring in there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to postulate a few things to help us pull it off. Then I was off to the gas post to top off my armoured combat vehicle and get a slight duplicate for tonight. We were going to need it.

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

"You're frickin'nutcase !"said Rachel

"You'll kill yourself !"echoed Kim

"Fine. Do you hold a better theme ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you remember it would naturally just burst into flames. We have to at least try to prepare the fire seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a crash into a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ? How will it calculate if you're dead, too ?"exclaimed Kim

"Rachel's car has passenger side air bags, and I'll wear the place swath. If thing go alright the biggest fear will be getting me out of the crumbled car."

We went back and Forth like this for most of an hour. But, in the end, the ladies could come up with no other substitute if we were to do this in Aurora.

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

It went to the drive and brought my Home Depot purchases to the service department. In a span of time of day I had finished what I called my Acceleration stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the duration that would let me to squeeze it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's seat. I had attached a wooden metrical unit to it, set at an angle so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would prevail the stick to the pedal point, but fastened so I could commit it free with a sharp-worded tug. Finally, I drilled a golf hole near the top and added a retentive leather strap, to make me some way to retain me from losing the stick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a congius gas can, from the five gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few oz. in a glass jar. It was now time to prepare Rachel's standpoint in. It was absolutely critical that the dead body could not be identified through finger mark. So to make sure that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an hour injecting gasolene in to many gunpoint in each finger's breadth and parts of her hand. When the fire began to cauterize the subcutaneous gasoline, her entire bridge player should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock bags over each of her script and left her in the now unplugged freezer. It had served its role of keeping her at 34 degrees, but now with just hours to go it didn't issue anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her cervix and Rachel's senior high school day ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to afford the constabulary something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything ready. Now we just had to waitress for it to get iniquity and late.

dinner party was fast intellectual nourishment that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our tum. For the retiring workweek things had been a practical whirlwind, with almost no meter to think about anything. I was either working on some part of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the sis, or Tasha. Now, there was prison term to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any good. I kept blurting out random question ;

"volition this really run ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Kim gave her Sister a ill-gotten face, and then her heart softened as she turned her gaze to me.

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

I had an estimate what her stress relief plan was, and ordinarily I would bear been all for it. But, right now my chief was a tidy sum and I didn't think a blow job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to debar her gently."I need to keep my promontory in the game. I want to get to for certain we aren't missing something."

"Oh, Pooh."She said a jot annoyed."You worry too a lot. 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 for sure she was going to ferment on the weeping 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 lots quietus later."She said subject of factly.

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to follow her leash. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off various prison term and constituent of the evening melted away. But, the sleep was not deep or very relaxing. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in hunting of Rachel. She was lying on the couch, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our final preparations.

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the dead body in Rachel's back seat, covering it with a blanket. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the blanket would at least buy us fourth dimension 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 intersection of lot and determination. There our animation were going to change forever.


To be continued .