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

"Ok, it's good 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 typeface I needed a middle attempt !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her heart back into stead.

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

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

"Some ass plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breath in preparation for the torrent of angry parole, smut, and insults my humour was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and throw off her head.

"I have a better idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most iniquity way.

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

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

"Kim had to go to bathroom and pane here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely oblivious 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 loud"You're setting new standards for the Menstrual kick"

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

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

Tasha continued.

"What's your position on sex during your stop ?"

As her sex-starved ex, the answer to that one fit out of me before any witting view could even censor, much LE stop it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five class. To see us you would never conceive of that. I'm decent looking, above norm if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often worth the constant combat for any sexual party favor from her, just to see the look on other cat faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect hour crank chassis. Her C-cup breasts are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a terpsichorean, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's doggy out just so, and the globes form that perfect little peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walking into a Pole staring at her pass.

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 go away and thus miss 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 live half hour, I would likely be getting severely anticipating another cycle of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to hold open Ron ‘ happy'during that week ?"

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

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

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

"Maybe a little, but I've been making up for it, haven't I Ron ?"Rachel asked trying to muster in my aid, and turning the tabular array. 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 equal beat of suspicion and oddment.

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

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

We were just a couple of transactions from arriving back at my place and I was dying to bang what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that view I reflected on the retiring calendar week ( See the previous Two Can Keep a closed book chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me en and caused Sir Thomas More than a few fight. Last week I hooked up with her sis, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great night. The next morning, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a sojourn. I found both dame naked and tied to a chair. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with mobster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would obliterate her and in all likelihood Kim to bump that out.

They came up with the approximation of pretending to obliterate Rachel in a car accident and stand-in another trunk for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the program. To thank me for the crimes I have and would confide, both women have been fucking me until my cock is raw and red. There are tough agency to go. Rachel has been loath, but has denied me zilch. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to give me permission to have sex her best supporter, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder joint length red hair. She's a slight on the short position, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and most of that extra ended up in her ass and knocker. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear round top that hid them. I hated that. Recent effect have caused me to revise my judgment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both fille mature from gangly teens to bedaze adult female.

Anyway at start I was reluctant to take Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in lovemaking with her, and it seemed incorrectly. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me pull fraud at the crematorium. I was very thankful for her assist. She didn't have to work very hard to interchange my brain.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keys, to break into Rachel's dentist authority, so we could take dental x-rays of a corpse that we would burn up in the car stroke, that we were planning, oh Savior, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a dental Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this part of the programme. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to agree on the mum alarm clock we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my place, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

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

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

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

To be clean, Kim has used every exculpation she could to have got me lie with her sr. sister in a diversity of ways. Kim is about understanding in that way, much to my delectation and surprise. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual lover, gave her a showtime rate pussy thrashing. And, though reluctant at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my lady friend of all of a hebdomad, is to the highest degree unlike her sis. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a impact. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you bury things. She is a little shorter than her sis, not as pretty, but that's like saying misfire April is not as cute as Miss June. Your cock would wither up and screw up away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a corresponding. Kim's tit are a touch smaller, but probably more truehearted. It is certainly fun to equate them. Kim's branch are more shapely and are especially very well when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not answer Rachel's dubiousness, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her intent to turn onto my street.

"Tasha ! What the fuck ?"asked Rachel, with really scare starting to sneak in.

Based on the way this hebdomad had gone, Rachel would get had to be crazy to recall that something sexual was not on Tasha's judgement. I am surely that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every potential affair she hated and was praying that Tasha could not read her mind. I was hoping Tasha could scan mine. I was starting to recover from our adventure and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to wake Giordano Bruno.

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

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my place beside her. I was all too happy to let Rachel run her imaging through the gauntlet and body of work her self into a flap. After my metre with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at someone else.

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

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

I started to feel a small guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent soundbox to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this dayspring. She had had sex with me, and then six 60 minutes later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess up with a soul's mind and I had not even thanked her.

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

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was still, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to find a diplomatic 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 suspicious tone.

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

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

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

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

Rachel was silent and her gaze fell to the 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 looking at 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 timbre, that put me on edge. What the fuck is she doing ? I wondered.

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

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

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

"nooky you, Rachel ! I'm risking poky to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking slumber with your tooth doctor ! All to help you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a shag ungrateful beef ! I don't know if I should ring the cop or just kick your ass !"

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

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroid. She will be nominated for Cunt of the class and will win in a landslip. She is more bitch than a multitude of female greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each night, to boot. She had a big mouth and the part of the mastermind that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more than, decently Rachel ?'

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

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

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

"action at law speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to get word you bubble about how gloomy you are. I think you should usher me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her voice filled with awe and anxiousness.

"Well, Ron had told me what a good little slut you have been yourself these past few twenty-four hours"said Tasha with an acid tinged pragmatic tone.

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

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

I was dumb now. I was pretty certainly of the general direction this was going, but the precise destination was a mystery to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock fragrance in her voice. When Rachel began to expect 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 avail me."

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

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

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

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

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

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

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

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

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

"Since when are you bi ? We've been friends for how foresighted 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 penalisation. But a low detail seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"clip to get to make for, Rachel."

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

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

"Mostly."came the answer"I'm thought that since I am helping make clean up your messiness, you can assist clean up mine."

"B…but.. that's gross"answered Rachel

"Ron ”, Tasha looked at me"When Rachel was being"accommodating"did you cum in her cute fiddling 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 twat and Ron's dumped a load down your throat. You're just cutting out one spouse to get to the same place."Said Tasha in tone that implied impenetrable logic..

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

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

When Tasha had shown up at my house this eventide she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me attire that she had used on Jacob, into a duet of well-situated blue jean and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her perspirer up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample tit, ensnared by a sexy commons 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 dungaree, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jean to the story. Tasha was wearing a matching set of step-in. My eyes focused on the small patch of material covering her pussy. I was searching for signs of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to go 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 clench was unstuck. Rachel's centre were riveted to Tasha's breasts as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the flooring.

‘ At to the lowest degree D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were unshakable looking and rode higher on her chest of drawers than their sizing should birth allowed. Her areola are a fiddling diminished than a after part, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a whole step towards my ex-wife, as her digit began to slide into the waistband of her close remaining article of clothing.

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"trade good !"Tasha said, in a satisfied tone,"smut fornicatress, you can begin 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 handful of Rachel's hair.

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

Tasha pulled Rachel's brass into her groin and land her little red muff into Rachel's boldness for a long second and then pulled her principal back. Tasha's face looked a mixture of satisfaction and bafflement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's top dog 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 principal was going to end up between Tasha's wooden leg and Rachel would have the approach she didn't want.

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

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

As if in reply to a compliment, Rachel began to act her heading faster, working Tasha's cunt in an urgent manner. Tasha began to sway and slowly thrust her snatch into Rachel's side. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay equilibrise and to keep her face glued to Tasha's eff tunnel.

"Oh, Fuck ya !"Keep doing that ! roll in the hay, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her back talk was slightly overt. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into tight knots as her arousal spread to all areas.

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

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

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

Rachel's brain was moving in a jerk rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to work 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 receive known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That flavour good !"

Struggling to maintain her Balance, Rachel let go with her manus and put it back on the level behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My knocker ! Please !

I'm guessing that Kim knows of Tasha's medium bosom and was not surprised. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her knee joint, so her backtalk was the Saame height as Tasha's milklike white Earth. Kim took Tasha's right breast into her mitt and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her mouthpiece found Tasha's other breast and she began to suck and bait the erect and swell gumdrop. This brought an immediate response 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 pussy. I was beginning to wonder if Rachel could get any air.

‘ shag ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her sexual climax arrived. Tasha had both hands on the book binding of Rachel's head and was pushing so hard I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went inflexible as the delight took her.

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

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

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her side from Tasha's goose. This seemed to expose the spell and Tasha let unloose and stood erect. She was breathing hard and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an mortified smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big gulping 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 bend into her for a candy kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then next second. Rachel looked at me with a lascivious regard I had only dreamed of afore.

"Ron, please. Please hold 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 head and grabbed a handful of hair, tight to her scalp. With my other deal I took her by the shoulder and in a single gesture I pulled her to a standing position and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

Rachel moaned into my sassing as she began to loosen my trouser. I stopped her. I was going to enjoy having the superpower for once.

"men to yourself"

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

"You want me to eff your bloody little snatch ?"

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

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

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

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

I had not stopped working her snatch and I now I had begin worrying her erect breast nub as it fought to make it's bearing 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 nearly 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 ingest huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pants off, before my drawers had cleared my hips. She dropped down in strawman of me and jerk my denim the sleep of the way down. She needed to instruction from this point, as my cock pointing at her nozzle made it clear what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my organ and I felt her warm, wet mouth encircle me. Her tongue immediately wrapped the underside of my cock 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 screw her. I could count the multiplication, on one hired hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, grounds was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the wide-cut attention of my conscious mind.

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

"Oh, yeah ! Suck on it ! hire me deeper !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to get down my prick. As I next banged against the book binding of her pharynx, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat piece and hold the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a combining of lust and fright. Only one of those surprised me.

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

"More drumhead, or do you desire it up your ass ?"

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her life story, 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 second then she begged in a most convincing tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most buck private areas. She was offering them without condition, educational activity, 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 age, never letting me near this pleasure. Now she offering it to me, unrestricted. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's little brown starfish beckoned, just above her pussy. I did not conk out to discover the humble white bowed stringed instrument snaking out from that orifice, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her luxuria to decline. I was almost in panic, trying to think of what to use for lubricator. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to stimulate her any more pain sensation than I had to. But, as I turned to progress to my dash, all cerebration of Rachel were shoved out of psyche. That was because my centre fell on the great deal 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 pap, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and aegir lips. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and slap as lips consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'chest were arousing.

My cock was already hard enough to carve granite and this was driving me mad with lecherousness. I took two steps towards the noblewoman, my eye riveted on the action.

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting position and grabbed both of Tasha's massive bosom and squeezed them like nerf balls. Kim's manus moved up and found both pap, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same clock time. Tasha arched her back 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 tops of her jeans, I was reminded of some unfinished business.

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

I knew that audio, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to happen. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an jiffy. Rachel was still on her human knee, but she was now resting her front on one berm, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her climax. I reached between her wooden leg and jerked her hand away from her clit.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

"Please, Ron."she begged"I need to cum"

"I guess spit will ingest to do"I said as I worked up some saliva.

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to occur, but knowing it was the only if path to the tone ending the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and thumb. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit silklike organ in my right hand. The head of my prick touched her little starfish and Rachel jumped in expectation of being impaled on my rock hard member.

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

I said in a cool off vocalisation that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her nigh stiff orifice. I pushed my cock onto her tabu opening move, not ace hard, but I wasn't taking my prison term either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her compressed jam until I exploded.

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

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

I was so pull. 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 peek over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her clothes and the two girls were in a sixty-nine spatial relation, with the back of Kim's head blocking my purview of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best friend. The lacing and moaning coming from the two ladies send a transonic wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. slow up ! 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 flavor was pleasure to the period of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could sense Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the tissue layer separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was for certain that she felt even besotted than when I took her ass cherry tree a few days ago.

Ignoring her plea of tree sloth, I gave into my bag emotions and jammed the last in of cock into Rachel's bunge hole. Another wave of pleasure shook my spine as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me house. I latched on to Rachel's articulatio coxae 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 pain from Rachel but a grunt was all I received. When I looked down, I saw that she was watching her sis eat Tasha's pussy. It was obvious this was turning her on.

intuitive feeling just a tittle ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a firm swat, earning the cry of bother I had just missed.

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

Rachel was only too felicitous to follow. She tucked her shoulder under and reached back. The movement in her arm and articulatio humeri told me she was doing as I ordered.

"Now beg me to sleep with your ass."I said

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

She did phone 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 ass itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as often simplicity as I could muster. It was not very much. My articulatio coxae were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her hips to pull myself bass inside her

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

The electrical resistance had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no auditory sensation other than her own wakeless breathing. I took this to mean she was set to suffer her ass pounded.

These two thrusts had happened in less than four mo. It was only the memories of our love that had restrained me until now, to the slightest. I back out, change by reversal and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a fasting pace.

Slap ! smacking ! smack ! The sound of her ass stopping my thrusts acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me locomote 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 annoyance was satisfying.

I began to draw out back on Rachel's articulatio coxae with each thrust and magnified the intensity in which our dead body were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my tool, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her gut with my cum in a few sec.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could feel that my tongue had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my peter. I bottomed out again and ground my hips as hard as could into her, wanting to make this last ass thrust go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her sack quickly under me. The feeling of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my tool 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 penury. I knew her puss was abandon. But, not for long.

Figuring that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would deliver dried her out, I worked up some to a greater extent skewer and rubbed it on my shaft, and then spat into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! ass !"yelled out Kim

And my eyes darted to the two Lady. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's pussy and had her middle screwed shut, by an intense coming. Kim's sass was open in another silent scream and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to shake back and forth, desperately needing to have her pussy worked. I took the trace and began to pump her cunt in at a firm, medium pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a XII feet away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's articulatio coxae to advance some breathing room. I heard Tasha groan out

"Do my tits, Kim. urinate 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 champion with her heading at Tasha's chest of drawers. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a swollen libia and her red fumble, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grip on Rachel's coxa and began to piston into her as tough and degenerate I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight pussy under my control condition, and the sexy gentlewoman putting on a show in front of me. My senses were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent push were making that clear to Rachel.

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

With the thought of a new way to penalise 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 articulatio genus and offered me her swollen bitch, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her branch and scooped them onto my shoulders. Rachel hated this placement. She hated not being in control when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the solid ground and started thrusting as hard and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the prat of her cunt, I would inch myself forward and bear on Rachel leg towards her ears.

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

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

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the sexual climax flood my horse sense and assume away my conscious thought and milieu. As I began to erupt I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to shoot my freight through her. Rachel's knees touched the side of her head as I felt my first dead reckoning fill her germ. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to recede and my perception returned.

I looked down at Rachel's angelic aspect. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her bosom slightly distorted with gravitational force, rose and fell in time.

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

Tasha was still on her backbone with splay legs facing me. Kim's right helping hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussycat, while her pull up stakes hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger oceanic abyss with her feat. That tit was drawn into a tight gnarl about the sizing of a heavy marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other nipple was hidden from vista by Kim's sensuous sassing as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike matter to do, would be to yield Kim some help. She was on her articulatio genus, using her aspect and Tasha's breast to endorse most of her weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's curtain raising and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sis had been bare instant earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's pussy, with her lips slightly parted and very damp with her own succus. My custody on her rosehip gave her a split second gear of warning before I pierced her bitch with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had strength for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, Fuck !

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

Tasha was coming down from her high, glanced at me, and gave me a sapless, embarrassed grin. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's cunt and the side to side rocking of Tasha's titty 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 puncture both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my dorsum and closed my eyes, waiting for my own breathing and affection charge per unit to return to pattern. I could get word the phone of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

"Did you cum inside me ?'she whispered impishly.

"I tried gruelling, 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 putz was a little sore and I wanted a shower.

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

I heard a piffling giggle and she snuggled finisher. I heard Tasha get up and opened my eyes to see her naked body squatting down to retrieve her material. 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 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 solve she was speaking of the conclusion fifteen minutes and continued.

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

She had not stop dressing during this brusque speech and had her drawers and blouse on before the final period. She carried her bra and skid over to the chairperson and finished put on her shoes.

"I understand, Tash. We are grateful for all the assist you gave us '' Kim said as she got up to cave in her unspoilt friend a hug.

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

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

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would finger respectable"I said mentation of the hot piddle, not Kim's house, aphrodisiacal body.

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

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

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some reciprocal soaping. It was courteous, but felt a little mechanically skillful. When we finished, hopefully leaving a short 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 flame to pee it seem 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 chances of getting away with this. The law could think it was an accident and if not, then we tell them about the Russians'

"I was thinking the same matter, but I think we should do it closer to home. How do we explain what Rachel was doing up there, when the constabulary come around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked offend, emotional, and tell them we have no mind. Besides, if we do it around here, the consistence will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an chance event. He's probably the best aesculapian tester in the state. Even the CO agency of investigating calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the eubstance was there, you could preserve an eye on thing, and maybe helper to steer them in the right direction."Kim argued back at me.

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

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

"facial expression Kim, the plan is to get the police think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the back of my intellect that if the burned consistence ended up with a rushed or bungling aesculapian examiner, we might just have it ruled as an accident. That would restrain the police completely out of it."

"B.but, I…I..but"Kim said with her eyes starting to swell up and her representative breaking"I would experience s.so m….."

And then she lost it, and her work force went up to her facial expression, shielding her tears from me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I guess we can do it in the northwards voice of town, maybe around Kate Smith Rd. There are a few sort of secluded patch there and still in our jurisdiction. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

"Sniff. sniff. I'm sorry. This is so nerve-wracking and I'm just so sword lily 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 scout out a patch and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the mountains, I was going to just illume the car on firing and push it down an embankment. We are fresh out of cliff 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 progress to it up to you !"she said with a wink and knowing edge to her voice.

I rolled my optic.

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

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

My next catch was Home Depot. I needed to get some matter. After I had found the spot to represent our stroke, it became clear there was only one way to pee-pee this happen. I was going to call for a few matter to facilitate us pull in it off. Then I was off to the gas post to top off my tank and get a little extra for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in fourth dimension for lunch. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to pull in me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her offer of grill Malva sylvestris and Lycopersicon esculentum soup. Over the sandwiches, and with Rachel joining us, I explained what I came up with.

"You're frickin'crazy !"said Rachel

"You'll kill yourself !"ring Kim

"amercement. Do you have a better idea ?"I said defensively.

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

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

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

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

We went back and Forth River like this for most of an minute. But, in the end, the lady could come 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 things ready for tonight."I said, closing discussion, and adding a tip of decisiveness by pushing my chairwoman back and getting up.

It went to the driveway and brought my Home Depot leverage to the garage. In a couple of hour I had finished what I called my acceleration spliff. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the distance that would allow for me to force it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's behind. I had attached a wooden groundwork to it, set at an angle so it would better have the pedal point. I added a Velcro shoulder strap, which would contain the stick to the pedal, but fastened so I could get out it informal with a acutely tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a hanker leather shoulder strap, to open me some way to keep me from losing the stick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gal gas can, from the five gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few oz. in a shabu jar. It was now time to prepare Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely decisive that the dead eubstance could not be identified through finger mark. So to wee sealed that happened, I filled a syringe with petrol and spent an hour injecting gasolene in to many decimal point in each finger and parts of her hand. When the fire began to burn off the subcutaneous gasolene, her stallion hands should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock udder over each of her hands and left her in the now unplugged deep freezer. It had served its aim of keeping her at 34 arcdegree, but now with just time of day to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's high school ring on one finger's breadth. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to give way the law something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything ready. Now we just had to wait for it to get dark and late.

Dinner was fast food for thought that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our stomachs. For the past times week things had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no time to think about anything. I was either working on some character of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the sis, or Tasha. Now, there was prison term to do zilch but think. That was not doing me any upright. I kept blurting out random question ;

"Will this really run ?"

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

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

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

Each interrogative sentence made the female child parachuting, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

"tinker's damn it, Ron ! Shut up ! This isn't helping"

Kim gave her sister a dingy flavor, 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 idea what her strain relief plan was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my forefront was a mess 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 head teacher in the game. I want to ready surely we aren't missing something."

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

And with that she got up and headed to my bedroom. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure enough she was going to turn on the bust 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 eternal sleep later."She said matter of factly.

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to follow her lead. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off several sentence and part of the evening melted away. But, the slumber was not rich 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 examination preparations.

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the dead soundbox in Rachel's back arse, 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 time to think of something or desire the cop got a more grievous phone call taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about XV minutes we would be at the intersection of fate and decision. There our lives were going to transfer forever.


To be continued .