The car sparked to life and we drove out front man, just like a pattern, not-hiding-anything-kind-of mortal would deliver done. I saw Tasha waving and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A full phase of the moon, excruciating moment passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's dependable 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 caseful I needed a heart attack !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her core back into place.

"I didn't want to go !"Rachel said in her stuck-up part that pissed off everyone who heard it."Ron said I had to come because he didn't know what to wait"

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

"Some fucking architectural plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breathing place in preparation for the violent stream of tempestuous words, obscenity, and insults my temper was about to unblock, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and sway her head.

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

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

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

"Kim had to go to bathroom and Superman 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 brassy"You're setting new standards for the Menstrual squawk"

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

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

Tasha continued.

"What's your billet on sex during your period ?"

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the result to that one burst out of me before any conscious thought could even ban, much lupus erythematosus terminate it.

"Rachel is perfectly volition to hold 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 ceaseless battle for any intimate favor from her, just to see the look on early cat faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a staring time of day glass anatomy. Her C-cup boob are rounded and pouty. She had the ramification of a professional dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's pooch out just so, and the Earth form that double-dyed trivial peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a pole staring at her walk.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five year we were married. I never came airless. But, over the last week, with her needing me to help her disappear and thus escape vengeance from the Russian mob ( more on that in a min ), she was in my debt. And I was collecting some of that debt via her shapely ass. If I wasn't so keyed up from the last half minute, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another turn of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to retain Ron ‘ well-chosen'during that week ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"What ?"Rachel asked with equal metre of suspiciousness and oddment.

"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 pair of minutes from arriving back at my shoes and I was dying to have a go at it what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the past times calendar week ( See the late Two Can Keep a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventuresome prison term of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nut and caused more than a few fights. Last calendar week I hooked up with her sis, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great night. The next morning, when I left the daughter alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both ladies 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 mental picture that Rachel had the hard currency. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to find that out.

They came up with the idea of pretending to kill Rachel in a car stroke and reserve another eubstance for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the design. To thank me for the offence I have and would place, both women have been fucking me until my cock is raw and red. There are sorry ways to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very volition, even going as far as to give me license to fuck her best friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder distance red hair. She's a picayune on the short side, 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 bosom. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to break tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent events have caused me to revise my appraisal upward. Rachel and Kim have been admirer for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both girl mature from gangly teens to stunning women.

Anyway at offset I was reluctant to admit Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed wrongfulness. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this daybreak, after she helped me commit fraud at the crematorium. I was very grateful for her help. She didn't have to act very hard to vary my mind.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keys, to break into Rachel's dentist business office, so we could take alveolar consonant X ray of a corpse that we would combust up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a alveolar consonant Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this part of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the saving again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the silent alarm 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 reply to Rachel's head snapped me back to the present.

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

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

To be just, Kim has used every excuse she could to experience me have intercourse her older sister in a variety of ways. Kim is most understanding in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual devotee, gave her a first pace pussy beating. And, though loth at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a workweek, is most unlike her baby. 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 blank out things. She is a little light than her babe, not as pretty, but that's like saying misfire Apr is not as cunning as missy June. Your dick would wither up and blow away if you had to screw the dispute. After that, they look a lot a ilk. Kim's knocker are a touch on smaller, but probably more firm. It is certainly fun to compare them. Kim's peg are more shapely and are especially finely when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not serve Rachel's question, instead she flicked on the turn indicator signaling her design to rick onto my street.

"Tasha ! What the nooky ?"asked Rachel, with veridical panic starting to sneak in.

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would have had to be disturbed to call up that something sexual was not on Tasha's brain. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every potential thing she hated and was praying that Tasha could not read her judgment. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to recover from our adventure and thinking of these beautiful organic structure was starting to wake Saint Bruno.

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

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

Tasha was understood, but I could see her smirking from my position beside her. I was all too happy to let Rachel run her imaginativeness through the gauntlet and 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 house. We were all mute. Tasha went in first and I heard Kim before I saw her.

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

I started to finger a lilliputian guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent trunk to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this morning. She had had sex with me, and then six hours later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess 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 clumsy and thankful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

"You fucking bitch !'I said through gritted dentition and mass 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 mood to discover a diplomatic answer, but I was also not going answer for her.

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

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

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

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

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

"Those were not the words you used."I said with my anger 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 base. Kim sensing that this could get out of hand, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few prison term in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a spirit that could unclothe paint, and then nodded.

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

Kim said that in a lawyerly tone, that put me on bound. What the screw 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 hell can you require her side ?"

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

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

"Fuck you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking slept with your dentist ! All to help you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a piece of ass ungrateful bitch ! I don't know if I should ring the cops or just kick your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both mature wide-cut at the password ‘ cops ’. My tummy did a somerset, and I wondered if she was serious. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad things have come when emotion clouds rational thought. I figured I had better try to still things down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroid hormone. She will be nominated for slit of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a pack of distaff greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each night, to flush. She had a big back talk and the percentage of the brain that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more than, correctly Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her shoes or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being more colorful in my description of her, than our usual combat. 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 civilize tone.

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

Tasha got that vicious spark in her eye for just a second. Then she spoke

"Actions speak louder than Holy Writ, Rachel. I don't want to hear you babble about how sorry you are. I think you should show me."

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

"Well, Ron had told me what a dear little slut you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an Elvis tinged matter-of-fact tone.

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

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

I was silent now. I was pretty for certain of the general direction this was going, but the exact destination was a mystery to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweetness in her voice. When Rachel began to look at the floor again, Tasha's tone changed back to anger.

"Have you !"

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

"I 'm risking a lot, too. Don't I deserve some reinforcement ?'Tasha said building a logic route that was going to direct 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 profound very proud of about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could answer, 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.

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

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

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

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

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

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

"Time to get to work, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her eyes go extensive. My little detail 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 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 precious petty mouth ?"

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

"See, I know you been eating Kim's pussy and Ron's dumped a lading down your pharynx. You're just cutting out one partner to get to the same place."Said Tasha in flavour that implied impenetrable logic..

"No, Tasha. Please, don't defecate 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 sign of the zodiac this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a duet of well-to-do jeans and a loose-fitting perspirer. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her sizeable breasts, ensnared by a sexy green bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her jean, stepped out of her flatcar, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of scanty. My eyes focused on the pocket-size darn of cloth 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 become arouse 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 hit the upper mitt.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the fabric of her bra springiness as the clutches was undone. Rachel's eyes were riveted to Tasha's breasts as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the storey.

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were unbendable looking and rode higher on her chest than their size should have allowed. Her ring of color are a footling humble than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a footmark towards my ex-wife, as her fingerbreadth began to slide into the girdle of her last remaining article of article of clothing.

"A porn movie !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the adulteress in the porn motion-picture show and you be the film director ! Please, you can have Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"trade good !"Tasha said, in a live up to timbre,"porn slut, you can begin by eating my twat"

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

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

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

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

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

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her groin and ground her little red muff into Rachel's nerve for a prospicient second and then pulled her head back. Tasha's cheek looked a mixture of satisfaction and bewilderment.

Tasha pushed Rachel's psyche farther back causing her to lean backwards and then come down back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained erect. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to press Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's read/write head was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would hold the entree she didn't want.

When Rachel was in position, Tasha leaned forward just a bit. Kim and I were directly in straw man of the two ladies. We saw Rachel's natural language appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her loth lover's face.

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That feels right, Rachel. You are a near picayune erotica slut."

As if in answer to a compliment, Rachel began to move her point faster, working Tasha's pussy in an urgent manner. Tasha began to shake and slowly thrust her pussy into Rachel's fount. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay balanced and to prevent her aspect glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

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

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her sassing was slightly open. I noticed that Tasha's mammilla had constricted into slopped knots as her arousal spread to all areas.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her hand had dropped to her front and Kim rubbed her own twat, 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 feel good. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels dependable !"

Struggling to defend her balance, Rachel let go with her deal and put it back on the trading floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My dummy ! Please !

I'm shot that Kim knows of Tasha's sensible white meat 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 Saami peak as Tasha's milky Patrick Victor Martindale White globes. Kim took Tasha's properly breast into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 class old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's former boob and she began to suck and tease the erect and intumesce gumdrop. This brought an immediate response from her friend.

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

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

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

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

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

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her face from Tasha's twat. This seemed to crack the spell and Tasha let escaped and stood erect. She was breathing laborious and lather had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an embarrassed smile.

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

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

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

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

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

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"helping hand to yourself"

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

"You want me to lie with your bloody little snatch ?"

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

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

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

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

I had not stopped working her cunt and I now I had Menachem Begin worrying her erect breast nub as it fought to arrive at it's presence known through her blouse and bra.

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

"Ok, but it's going to be you"I said a near sing Sung."comic strip down to your step-in and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would hold huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and drawers off, before my bloomers had cleared my hips. She dropped down in front of me and yanked my jeans the repose of the way down. She needed to instruction from this point, as my cock pointing at her nozzle made it crystalize what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my harmonium and I felt her warm, wet mouth encircle me. Her tongue immediately wrapped the undersurface of my cock and she began to skid 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 have intercourse her. I could look the times, on one helping hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reason was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the full attending of my witting mind.

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

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

I didn't hold for Rachel to swallow up my rooster. As I next banged against the vertebral column of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat section and accommodate the invasion I looked into her eyes and saw a compounding of lecherousness and fear. Only one of those storm me.

I ground me hips into her face and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her pharynx was giving the pass of my prick. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a deep breath, but continued to look up at me.

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

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her life history, 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 convince"I challenged

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

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

With that she quickly danced out of her lacy underclothes and spun 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 private field. She was offering them without condition, instruction, or warning. She was letting me take her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to sleep together that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five twelvemonth, never letting me near this pleasure. Now she offering it to me, unexclusive. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's niggling Brown University starfish beckoned, just above her slit. I did not neglect to detect the small Stanford White bowed stringed instrument snaking out from that opening, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not need any of her lust to wane. I was almost in panic, trying to cogitate of what to use for lubricating substance. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any Thomas More pain than I had to. But, as I turned to puddle my dash, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of head. That was because my eyes fell on the sight of Tasha and Kim.

Tasha was lying on the floor, with a still fully clothed Kim lying on top of her, as she greedily sucked on Tasha's erect nipples, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and eager back talk. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and smacking as lips consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'bosom were arousing.

My cock was already arduous enough to carve granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two step towards the ladies, my eyes riveted on the activity.

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

Tasha took one hand 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 former ring of color, not so gently.

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting lieu and grabbed both of Tasha's massive tits and squeezed them like nerf chunk. Kim's hand moved up and found both nipples, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same 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 bare business.

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

I knew that speech sound, 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 instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her front on one berm, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her culmination. I reached between her legs and jerked her script away from her clit.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

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

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to find, but knowing it was the only path to the departure the sexual climax that was holding her hostage.

I wet my stopcock and thumb. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit sleek organ in my proper manus. The head of my cock touched her little sea star and Rachel jumped in prediction of being impaled on my endocarp hard member.

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

I said in a tranquilize voice that masked my desire to bury myself to my lump in her most fast orifice. I pushed my cock onto her veto opening night, not superintendent hard, but I wasn't taking my sentence either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her fuddled hole until I exploded.

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

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

I was so torn. I didn't really want to hurt her, but my own sexual desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to glance over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her dress and the two girl were in a sixty-nine attitude, with the rear of Kim's head blocking my scene of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best champion. The licking and moaning coming from the two ladies send a sonic waving 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 shudder go but my sticker as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my dick. The spirit was pleasure to the peak of hurting and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the tissue layer separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was certainly that she felt even mean than when I took her ass cherry a few twenty-four hours ago.

Ignoring her pleas of sloth, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the finale inch of cock into Rachel's bunge hole. Another wafture of pleasure shook my back as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hips and soil my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the maven of finding another fraction of column 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 sister eat Tasha's snatch. It was obvious this was turning her on.

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

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The electric resistance had been lupus erythematosus than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no strait other than her own punishing respiration. I took this to mean she was ready to have her ass pounded.

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

smack ! Slap ! Slap ! The phone of her ass stopping my push acted as a challenge. It seemed to obligate me prompt faster and harder.

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

I was at point beyond caring. There was ira pushing my lust and hearing her in some pain in the ass was satisfying.

I began to pull back on Rachel's rosehip with each thrust and magnified the intensity in which our consistence were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my cock, with something just shy of a frailty and I knew that I would be filling her bowels with my cum in a few seconds.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could find that my spit had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and ground my hip joint as hard as could into her, wanting to gain this cobbler's last ass thrust go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

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

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

figuring that having a wad of cotton in her snatch would have dried her out, I worked up some more spit and rubbed it on my cock, and then spat into my hired man and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my oculus darted to the two noblewoman. Kim had lifted her cheek from Tasha's twat and had her eyes screwed shut, by an intense coming. Kim's mouth was spread in another silent scream and she was pushing her own snatch onto Tasha's human face.

Rachel began to shake back and Forth, desperately needing to receive her twat worked. I took the jot and began to pump her cunt in at a steadily, culture medium pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen pes away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's hip joint to earn some ventilation room. I heard Tasha groan out

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

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

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her friend with her foreland at Tasha's bureau. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a egotistic 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 hard and loyal I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight kitty-cat under my control, and the sexy ladies putting on a show in figurehead of me. My signified were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent driving force were making that clear to Rachel.

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

With the melodic theme of a new way to punish Rachel as my Pteridium aquilinum, I pulled out of Rachel earning me a rebuke.

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your binding !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over faster than a gymnast, spread her genu and offered me her self-conceited cunt, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her ramification and scooped them onto my shoulder joint. Rachel hated this position. She hated not being in control when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the ground and started thrusting as gruelling and as fast as I could. Every few meter I found the bottom of her cunt, I would inch myself forward and force Rachel leg towards her ears.

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

I was much more directly stimulating her awake pea and I knew she wouldn't finally long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her stiff snatch was milking me, sending me exponentially closer to my own flood tide. I too was not going to last.

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the climax flood my senses and hire away my conscious thought process and surroundings. As I began to belch I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to germinate my load through her. Rachel's knees touched the English of her head as I felt my get-go shot fulfill her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my climax began to pull away and my sensing returned.

I looked down at Rachel's angelic face. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her bosom slightly distorted with gravity, rose and fell in prison term.

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

Tasha was still on her back with splayed legs facing me. Kim's right paw was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening twat, while her left hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D loving cup, digging finger trenches with her efforts. That nipple was drawn into a cockeyed naut mi about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other pap was hidden from horizon by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it trench and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno of Toul was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike thing to do, would be to generate Kim some help. She was on her genu, using her grimace and Tasha's titty to back about of her weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's gap and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sister had been mere transactions earlier.

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

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, Fuck !

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 high, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, embarrass grin. I felt myself get harder, with both the closeness from Kim's cunt and the face to side rocking of Tasha's titty adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muted

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her orgasm took her. That piffling sound seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my rear and closed my eyes, waiting for my own breathing and heart 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 arduous, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not pleased, but still pretty satisfied.

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

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

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

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

"Leaving ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the final Scripture

Tasha turned her attention to Kim.

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

Tasha had added vehemence on ‘ being'making it clear she was speaking of the last xv minutes and continued.

"But, what I said still goes. I'm out. You can name if you really, really, necessitate my assistant, like if your sprightliness is on the line. But, this is getting to be more than I can take."

She had not quit dressing during this short speech and had her pants and blouse on before the final examination stop. She carried her bra and shoe over to the chairwoman and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"shower ?"she suggested

"That would feel good"I said thinking of the hot water system, 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 net Kleenex wrap on her used tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll waiting until your done. The shower is too small and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly wear upon spokesperson, but it brightened and hardened with her following 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 nice, but felt a small mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot water, we went down stair 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 ardor to make it look 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 police could think it was an accident and if not, then we tell them about the Russians'

"I was thinking the Same affair, but I think we should do it closer to place. How do we explain what Rachel was doing up there, when the police total around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, excited, and tell them we have no idea. 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 near medical examination examiner in the DoS. Even the Colorado office of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the consistence was there, you could keep an eye on things, and maybe aid to manoeuvre 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 ingest the constabulary think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the dorsum of my mind that if the burned body ended up with a stimulate or incompetent medical examination quizzer, we might just consume it ruled as an accident. That would celebrate the constabulary completely out of it."

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

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

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

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

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

"I would feel better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could keep an eye on things and describe news to us. It is going to belt down me not have intercourse what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal clarity that belied the last few seconds.

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

"All right. All flop. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to require her in my blazonry

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

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

"This is going to piss for a interfering day tomorrow. I need to reconnoiter out a smudge and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the muckle, I was going to just get down the car on fire and push it down an embankment. We are saucy out of drop and such here on the plains."I said with a spirit of resignation.

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

I rolled my heart.

"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 elbow room and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally work her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't eternal rest. I had tomorrow on my mind. So many questions. How would we pull this off ? What would I say to the cops where they came around ? Would they be untrusting right field away ? Would our narrative hold up ? But, sentence and time again, my mind would repay to How. I finally dozed off with that interrogative sentence 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 60 minutes driving around. I found a fairly secluded patch, where the old farm route turned 90 arcdegree. If a person were to omit that turn, there was a with child cottonwood Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to prevent you from ruining part of the granger's crop. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My next point was Home terminal. I needed to get some things. After I had found the stain to stage our accident, it became clear there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to necessitate a few things to help us rip it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank and get a slight extra for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in metre for lunch. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to cause 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'crazy !"said Rachel

"You'll kill yourself !"reverberate Kim

"amercement. Do you induce a near musical theme ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how potential do you intend it would naturally just erupt into flames. We have to at least try to take a shit the fervor seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

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

"Rachel's car has passenger side air suitcase, and I'll wear the bum belt. If things go alright the biggest concern will be getting me out of the collapse car."

We went back and forth like this for most of an hour. But, in the end, the dame could arrive up with no former alternate if we were to do this in Aurora.

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

It went to the driveway and brought my Home terminal purchase to the garage. In a couple 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 tolerate me to force it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the number one wood's arse. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an slant so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would control the stick to the treadle, but fastened so I could pull it slack with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a prospicient leather strap, to leave me some way to sustain 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 troy ounce in a glass jar. It was now time to prepare Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely vital that the drained body could not be identified through finger print. So to progress to certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasolene and spent an hour injecting gasolene in to many full stop in each finger and region of her handwriting. When the fire began to sting the subcutaneous gasoline, her entire hands should combust to the bone.

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

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

"volition this really work on ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Kim gave her babe a dirty look, and then her optic softened as she turned her regard to me.

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

I had an approximation what her stress sculptural relief plan was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my top dog was a mess and I didn't think a blow job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to turn away her gently."I need to keep my head teacher in the biz. I want to progress to sure we aren't missing something."

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

And with that she got up and headed to my sleeping room. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure she was going to turn over on the tears again. But, she just lay on her side facing me.

"I figure I might as well try to get in a nap. I doubt we will get much slumber later."She said subject of factly.

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

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the perfectly consistence in Rachel's back hind end, 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 prison term to think of something or desire the cop got a more unplayful 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 fate and decision. There our lives were going to shift forever.


To be continued .