Rachel opened her oculus, to the sound of her annoying alarm clock clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the eternal rest out of her eyes, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and time to finally channelize out for the get-go respondent conference ! Rachel looked forward, to the conference, every year. It was her time to be around other respondent and it just felt wish home. She also didn't mind seeing all of the hot stoker walking around. There was always heap of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to watch the guys, practicing their skills, in full twist out geared wheel. Something about it always got her succus going !

This year was special and Rachel was extremely wind up ! She was FINALLY going to meet Saint David, in mortal ! Jacques Louis David was a relief pitcher, from several State away, and had been Rachel's friend for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their mutual making love, of the fire and saving service. He had come into her life sentence, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her metrical foot. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was previous than Rachel but looked younger than his age. He was a chiseled god, of tan tegument and brawn, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic castle in the air, of him taking her, over and over again. David was her unsporting trivial secret, she hid from her hubby, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to unfold his middle, when he heard a telephone ring, in the space. As his optic began to focus, he realized it was the hotel phone, side by side to his bed. prison term for his morning waken up call. He answered the earphone and thanked the social movement desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its cradle. Today was going to be a bully day and he didn't want to miss a bit of it ! David had set THREE alarms, on his phone, AND had asked for the wake-up call. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to meet Rachel, his online friend, in person, and was on border. It is one thing to talk online, but in person was a totally unlike story and St. David was queasy. Rachel had become a dear supporter to him, and he didn't want to lose her, but affair had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would deal her into his arms, the moment he laid eyes on her ! He had flown into Indiana, two sidereal day before, to attend the conference and meet Rachel. The last two Clarence Day had been twisting for him, knowing she was cheeseparing than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled fix, trench in his mortal, like no other woman ever had.

David loved his wife, very much, but Rachel calls to him, as only a forbidden sexual love could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to satisfy her, font to cheek ! He trembled with fervor, as he climbed into the shower. His hired hand shook, as he went through his act of showering, his judgment lost in thoughts of Rachel…. scene of her, flashed through his foreland, as he soaped and rinsed his consistency. It wasn't long before his intellect turned his opinion erotic…David sentiment of Rachel's 34 DDD breast, as he began to rub shampoo into his scalp. Rachel had promised him a hug, when they finally saw each other, and he couldn't aid but feel his cock twitch, as he thought of her huge fun traveling bag, pressing into his pectus. Jacques Louis David felt the shampoo bubbles run down his thorax and drip off his, now rock toilsome, turncock. He was atrocious aware of his, unwanted, erection. David sighed, a heavy suspiration, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his dick"spring up"on their showtime hug ! He let his mind wonder back to Rachel and her eyes, as he sprayed his incumbrance down the shower drain. Her eyes would be his undoing, and he knew it !"noble, make me effectiveness"he said, as he turned off the water supply and stepped out of the rain shower. It was time to meet his"Kitten ”, as he called her, and he could think of zippo else !

Rachel took peculiar care, in dressing for the league. She picked out a blackness, lacy bra that gave special attention, to her cryptical valley, between her titty. Not quite a push up bra, but a very interchangeable effect. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD breasts, look like it went on for miles. bozo always stared at her titmouse when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the thought of her sexy fireman, staring down at her. David is taller than her, and she knew his oculus would be drawn there. She picked out her inglorious, lacy,"boy short"step-in, to pair, and slipped them up her milky white thigh. She knew better than to wear those pantie today, but couldn't resist the cerebration of being a short naughty. Those scanty were known to constantly rub across her clit, as she moved, and drive Rachel crazy. She knew she would be soaked, before long, but was excited by the thought that no one would ever love what was happening under her dress. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, content with her choices. The rest of her clothes were an soft conclusion, being a professional group discussion. She ***********ed her"Class A"dress uniform, from her W.C.. It was a get off blue, button up, dress shirt, with all of her department and social status badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her skill as an Emergency Medical Technician. She was very proud of her rank and all that she had accomplished, and her attire uniform was her way to brag. She decided to be a little bit of a tease, and leave the top two push button, undone. At 5 animal foot tall, most everyone there, would be taller than Rachel, and get a good prospect, of that carefully chosen melanise bra. It was going to be a great day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her knickers. Rachel's gasp were the monetary standard"technical school"pant, baggy, with tons of pockets, up and down her tight, toned leg, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't appearance off her aphrodisiac ass, wearing tech trouser, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took extra care while fixing her hair and make-up. She decided on pulling her fantastic head of hair of whorl up into a whisker clip, on top of her headspring. It gave the illusion that her hair was tame, not the wild mess of curls it actually was. A little natural spring of Robert F. Curl, poked out of the top of the clip, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the magazine, in her hair. She carefully applied her make-up, making for certain to only put on the bare requisite. Rachel believed in natural beaut, and had hatful of it. She lightly applied a small touch of foundation, just enough to hide the freckle, dotting her face, and set to work on her eyes. Her heart were her best feature and she loved showing them off. They were the most get ghost of blue, light bluing, like a beautiful, clear, summer day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guys in. They had, often, been called"bedroom optic ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against weaker men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past. She applied a faint dusting of moody eyeshadow, on her lids. Happy with the supererogatory attention it drew to the blue devil, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for Admiralty mile, but she added some anyway, for the extra effect. She didn't wear lipstick often, so she grabbed her last firearm, in her routine, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her turn down eyelids, her mind drifted back to St. David, and their foresighted awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that first hug, they would parcel, and beyond. She began to see David, scooping her into his weapons system, and whisking her off to his hotel room. She felt the moisture scratch to scarper her pussy, and let out a tiny whimper. Just then, a phonation startled her out of her daydreaming,"Ready to go, hun ?"It was her husband, AJ, as she called him, short for Saint Andrew Epistle of James, and she had forgotten he was waiting for her. Rachel smiled at AJ,"Ready !"and out the doorway they went.

Rachel had told AJ about David, somewhat. He knew of their friendship and their upcoming meeting but didn't know that Rachel and Saint David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated messages, online. She had kept that part to herself. AJ didn't penury to get it on those matter, he would only get jealous, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her hubby, very dearly, and wanted him to wish David. Jealousy would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small talk, the hr long car ride to the conference. They talked of previous conferences and vendors they wanted to take for sure they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her tegument, when AJ said David's public figure."What was that, dear ?"she asked AJ."I said, has David ever been to FDIC before ?"AJ asked his wife."Nope. This is all new for him. He flew in, 2 days ago, and has been going to some of the officer'workshops ”, Rachel said."Well, he is in for a treat tonight ! Does he know about the party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her husband. She knew where this was going. Every class, the firefighters'union residence held a Brobdingnagian party, with bagpipes, and free food for thought and beer. It never took long for matter to get wild and AJ and Rachel never missed the party. They looked forward to it, each year. This class, they were going to premise David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's hand a squeeze and they entered the convention heart parking garage. Time to get this party started !

David had already explored all of the convention center of attention during the last two days. He had never seen anything like it ! There were first responder, from all over the world, attending, and there was always person new to mouth to. David had been enjoying himself, and had a blast in the social class he had signed up for. He had spent the last two sidereal day, learning new fomite extrication techniques, and was about to take his skills trial, to be certified, and be capable to go back and teach his new skills, to all his local anesthetic departments. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't help looking around for her. His disappointment hung heavy on his expression, as he pulled up his bunker pants, and stepped outside and into the close in testing sphere. He shook idea of Rachel out of his head, and focused on the mangle BMW in front of him. It was game time and he had a"patient"to cut out of the twisted wreckage before him. thought process of Rachel slipped away, as Jacques Louis David picked up the heavy"Jaws of life story ”, with fiddling effort, and started smashing the place of the car, with its'powerful jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the pattern midpoint, hired hand in hand. She pulled the email from Jacques Louis David, out of her pocket, and began reading his agenda. As she looked over the spell of newspaper, AJ squeezed her hand. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"David is testing for his delivery cert right now. Do you want to go watch ? Or go look through all the vender ?"AJ thought, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go determine him. I want to conform to this notable David and see what all the spat is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's hand a firm credit crunch and they headed for the outside training domain. Rachel spotted David immediately and quickened her step. He was holding the heavy"Jaws of Life"and crushing the center posts of a destroyed BMW, and she couldn't help but stare. He held the grave machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a rive second base, what it would experience like, to have got those potent custody traveling all over her body. Rachel and AJ watched, as St. David, skillfully, destroyed the posts holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the roof back, and freed the trapped"patient role"inside. He was flawless, with his movements, and even AJ could treasure Jacques Louis David's new acquisition, as he avoided the vehicle'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as Saint David finished his trial run and sat down the massive jaws. He had not spotted her yet, but she wasn't surprised. They weren't due to meet up for another 30 minutes, Rachel was ahead of time. Just as she thought about walking over, David suddenly spotted Rachel and their optic locked. For a split sec, the unit Earth faded away, and it was just Rachel and St. David, optic locked, in a spell. AJ saw them lock eyes, and gave his married woman's handwriting a gentle credit crunch,"Is that David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in David's direction."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go introduce ourselves."Before they could go more than two stair, David turned and headed heterosexual person towards them, smiling from ear to ear."Rachel ! Over here ! Hey, Rach !"St. David called, as he waved. Rachel let go of AJ's hand and closed the gap between them, in seconds. David saw Rachel's quickened whole step and held his arms open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the final footfall between them, as she opened and held her arms upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could hear nothing but her own pulsing, thumping in her ears, as she approached David. She didn't even realize that she was holding her breathing place. They closed the space too quickly, and their bodies came together, with a firm"thud"! Caught off sentry go, she stumbled, a step, and David locked his implements of war around her. He didn't mind, as it caused her to grab for him, in her stumbling haze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one smooth motion."Hi kitty ”, he whispered in her ear, his breath sending shivers up her spine, and down to her achy pussy,"glad to finally take you."Saint David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their first embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching frame, in a loud articulation, he said,"Glad to finally meet you, in person, Rach !"as he released her from his blazon. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each other, but they both turned to AJ, with vivid smiles. The men introduced themselves to each other, and started making minor talk, as Rachel watched an EMT fumble with a KED, in the try out area. The unseasoned girl was side by side, to examine, and Rachel could severalize she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a sight, that would spark many fantasy, for years to come. Rachel was staring that the 2 sexiest men, she had ever seen, in her life ! Saint David's salt and pepper haircloth, sparkled in the shiny morning sun, calling for her to run her hands through it. His twist out coat was completely open, exposing his department t-shirt, dampened with ghost of fret, clinging to his chiseled body. Oh, how she wanted to run her fingers under the pliable suspenders, holding up his bunker gasp, and slew them off his firm shoulders.

Rachel tore her gaze away from David and her eyes landed on her husband. AJ was a very handsome man and Rachel considered herself lucky to be his. He was tall than Rachel, but didn't tower over her, just enough that required"tippy toe buss ”, and she loved that. His face was very handsome, tan, chiseled, like the respite of him. Her heart lingered, on her husband'bearded sass, as split second of the things that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her forefront. She felt the heat and moisture grow, inside her lacy panty, and shook the thought away. She trailed her centre, down her husbands'well defined dresser, and longed for her centre to be her sass. Rachel's eyes slither down his category A uniform push button, to her favorite spot, the bump in his pants. She couldn't assistant but violate the bulge, with her oculus, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those baggy tech pants, and wanted it badly. It was her deary place to be ! She could drop hour, worshiping the grotesque stopcock, hidden just behind his zipper. She was lost in mentation of gagging on her husband'stopcock and didn't notice that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been aware that she was licking her back talk and making little whimper haphazardness. Her legal action had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the awkward silence by clearing his pharynx and saying,"WELL ! We can all tell what she has on her creative thinker !"as everyone laughed.

The rest of the convention went as usually. David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the marketer, and explored the new fomite. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each other forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was fourth dimension to guide to the firefighter's union G. Stanley Hall, and the couple was anxious to show David a fire-eater party. Rachel excused herself, to the lady room, and let out a big breath, as she locked the cubicle behind her. She peeled her soaked panties down and saw her wretched swollen clit, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for release. Rachel gave it a loving serial publication of pats, and hid it behind the pixilated, black lace, again. She took a deep breath, put a smile on her sexually tortured nerve, and pulled open the restroom door."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby wall, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's face and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big grin on his face. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her oculus bounced from one sexy man, to the former, as terror set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the paries, closed his hand around hers, and headed for the release, as Saint David followed courtship, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her forefront was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her hand ? The panic bed covering and built, in her chest, as these two hot men led her towards the sexual union Granville Stanley Hall. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became aware of a growing fire in her pussy. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her erotic escorts and stumbled to a nearby wall. The cool brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated dead body and she needed to catch her breath. She could already"feel"the nearby bagpipe's and drumfish playing and the vibrations didn't aid her touchy body politic. Both men were, instantly, at her side, headache on both of their faces. After reassuring her pleasant-tasting escort, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to face them. The men were inches from her face, and she could feel their hot breath, on each of her cheeks. She felt the roue rush back to her cheeks again, and knew she was in for a long night. Rachel took both of their hands again, and headed the shoemaker's last closure, to the hall.

The following few hour, was a fuzz of food, beer, medicine, and dancing. The altogether engine block around the hall was roped off for the party, and was slammed full of beau commencement answerer, having a blast. Rachel had brought a change of apparel with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the time to change. Her dress uniform was soaked in sweat and rubbing her skin raw. She ached to get out of her wet panties. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car tonality. She was planning on changing in the parking garage, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her plans, Saint David spoke up and offered to let her modification in his way. Jacques Louis David's hotel was next to the parking garage and the theme both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with David, given her current state of stimulation, and carry herself. AJ told her that David's room was a better program, as he handed her the cay to the car. Rachel felt the scare rise in her chest again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to abide by her, around the side of the union Charles Francis Hall, where they could tattle, without yelling. She told her husband, of the fire in her soaked panties, and her heroic need for relief. A binge slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to get it on David, to her sugariness and faithful hubby. AJ caught her tear, midway down her check, with his pollex, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's case, in his hands, and kissed her gently. electric shocks ripped through her pussy as their lips met, and she let out a whimper of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his oral fissure hovering above hers,"I talked to David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted tiny kiss all over her lips…."I want you to fuck him…."more, petite, slow, kisses…."as long as…."AJ trailed those delicate osculation across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every minuscule detail later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's expression and forced her oral fissure unresolved with his tongue. They locked, in a passionate buss, tongues swirling, handwriting roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the osculation and looked into her husband'eyes,"Are you sure about this ?"she asked in her sexy picayune timid voice. She knew that phonation drove him nutcase and she saw his bulge swell and pounding, under his slide fastener. AJ was sure, and they both knew it. He was every bit as excited as she was, and it showed.

Rachel took a purifying breath and headed back around the building to David. What had she gotten herself into ? She thought to herself. She had fantasied about cheating, but had never been able to bring herself to do it. Now she had the chance and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and fall to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw David. He was watching for her and they locked eyes again. All doubtfulness vanished from her mind, as she reached Saint David and slipped her hand in his. His smiling melted her last Panthera uncia of resolve and she was putty in his deal. She glanced back towards AJ, and saw him smiling at her. He gave a net nod and a thumbs up to her, as Rachel and David disappeared into the bunch.

AJ could see the nervousness on his wife's face, as she disappeared with David. He didn't know if she could bring herself to cheat on him, but the thought of another man, pounding her close piddling puss, turned him on Sir Thomas More than he expected. His hard tool was straining against his zip, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the plan that he and Jacques Louis David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an awe-inspiring and giving woman, they both had wanted to please her. Her hubby knew she had harbored hush-hush desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made references, during their sexual adventures, of fucking former guy cable and telling him all the details. She usually came all over his cock, when she reached the component part where AJ watches the early man ointment pie his darling wife. He always came right after, her climax pushing him past his break level. Tonight, he was going to throw for sure that his beautiful married woman was satisfied, in every way possible. AJ knew that Rachel had no idea what the rest of the evening would hold, as he smiled and began heading in the same focal point as his married woman, slipping David's special key calling card out of his scoop, and tapping it against his early hand. The dark was about to take a very passionate turn, and he didn't want to escape a second gear of it.

As Rachel and David stood in the hotel pressure group, waiting for the lift, he felt her hand trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The lecherousness had vanished, from his middle, and was replaced with tender care. He was very tender of Rachel. He might even dare to say that he was falling in lovemaking with her, if you could have it off two citizenry, at the Saami time. He felt his marrow swell, just gazing at her. David was lost in her sparkling juicy centre and didn't hear her respond. Her queasy giggle brought him out of his enchantment."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his tender expression."I am fine, my play toy ”, she said as she gave his script a quick power play. They had been exchanging subject matter, for month, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the intimate tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The room access closed and Rachel's pectus began to fill with panic again. Could she go through with this ? Her intellect raced through interrogation as her desire set her pussy aflame ! Rachel thought about their last online conversation, before the formula, and remembered that they had promised each former that nothing would happen. The online fantasies they shared, would continue on-line, and the terror grew in her dresser. She wanted David. Her pussy ached for all those evacuate promises he had made online. Her psyche began to reckon of means to score him and construct him hers.

David could see that Rachel was lost in thought, as her bag slipped down her arm. The impenetrable bag held her change of clothes and, what appeared to be, two changes of clothes for AJ. David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only backpack one change of clothes for herself. They stepped out of the lift and walked the long hall, to Jacques Louis David's room. He felt her shaking step-up, as he put the card in the door and opened the door. He had decided to treat himself and had booked a enceinte retinue, for the conference. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his elbow room, so he had made sure as shooting it had a Martin Luther King Jr. sized bed, for his kitty to flirt on. Rachel covered a gasp, with her paw, when she saw the large bed, looming before her. The sight of the bed made the intimate tension in the air, too slurred to breathe, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. David was mesmerized by the speedy upgrade and fall of Rachel's restrained DDD boob, poking out of her, slightly afford, consistent shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those push button. David swallowed hard and tore his oculus away from her heaving thorax, as he felt his erection harden in his jean. He had worked out a program, with AJ, for Rachel's conquest, but was now nervous, in the shrinking place of the rooms. What if she said no ? Could David risk of infection losing her ?

David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her handwriting in his. It was the moment of Truth and the air sparked with sexual electricity. The tension was almost unbearable, as Saint David reached for Rachel's buttons. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made contact lens with first button, nestled in her delectable valley, his skin brushed against hers. Her optic shot up to meet his and he could see the lust, growing with each swipe of her long lash. There were no words exchanged, as St. David delicately undo every push button, trailing down to her shank. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growling, the sight of her lacy bra, taking all lyric from his mind. David slide her shirt down her shoulder and it fell to the storey. They both stood, shaking, for a moment, just looking each other up and down. It was Rachel, who made the starting time move. Stepping forward, she closed the distant between them, and pressed her DDD's to his chest, her put up teat poking through the lacy bra, and into his dilute t-shirt. Rachel wrapped her munition around St. David's cervix and kissed him deeply, their tongue dancing in each other's mouths, as she ran her bantam fingers into his Strategic Arms Limitation Talks and common pepper hair.

Jacques Louis David had no more self-control, as he scooped her into his arms, and held her kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy softness, never losing her tasty lips, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to take his meter and explore every inch of his Kitten, and hoped to have got time to do so, but now was about following AJ's programme, and giving Rachel everything she craved. Jacques Louis David kissed his way down her valley, to her waistline. He unfastened her bloomers and starting sliding them down her pelvis. Rachel let out a whimper, causing his cock to throb and strain further, in his jeans. She lifted her hip, as he slide her knickers down, her lace covered pussy, mere inches from his face, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, heavy in the air. Saint David took a gradation back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to burn her every curve, into his computer memory. She looked so blasted sexy and exposed ! She laid there, her bureau rapidly rising and falling, her DDD's calling to him through their lace prison house. His oculus traveled down, to her imprisoned sex mound, hiding sheepishly, behind more lacing. David could see Rachel's have it off succus, glistening in the light, on her delicate mound, and milky thighs, and it called to him. Every inch of Rachel's physical structure was begging for Saint David's tactile sensation !

Rachel was startled by the sudden red of David's attention, and opened her lust filled eyes. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he transfer his mind ? terror raced through her, once again, as she searched her play toys'eyes with hers. He was just looking down, at her, and it confused her. Rachel sat up and covered herself, with a nearby pillow, hiding her body, in one swift movement. Her actions broke Jacques Louis David from his spell, and panic ran through his psyche. Was she changing her judgement ? He had to have her and couldn't plosive speech sound now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and odorous Rachel. We don't have to do anything, if you don't want to. I care, a lot, about you, and don't want to misplace you. We can just transfer and go back to the party."He planted a series of osculation along her shoulder, following the shoulder strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so proficient and he couldn't occlusive himself. She squirmed, under his kisses, and goose pimple appeared, all over her skin. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her hand in his pilus, holding his backtalk to her skin. She was arching her rear, every time his lips met her skin, whine of luxuria, escaping from her pouty lips.

Rachel heard a pocket-size sound and her eyes fluttered open. She froze, in fear, as she saw her husbands'reflection in the full length mirror. AJ had entered the room and was watching the concupiscent panorama unfold before him. His face was a terrifying mix of anger and lust. Rachel's eyes drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his hard cock, in his handwriting, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his mitt up and down his swollen shaft, never taking his eyes off his married woman and her wanton display of lecherousness. Rachel and AJ locked eyes, as Saint David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to knead and grope her gruelling DDD's. She heard AJ let out a soft growl at the new aid she was getting from St. David, and AJ slightly increased his slow tugging of his pleasance perch. He gave Rachel a firm nod, as if once again, granted her permit, and shifted his eyes to David's lusty assault. It was all she needed, to fall behind herself in her new play toy, and Rachel's snatch blazed into a 2-alarm fire !

Rachel spun around on St. David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lace and jeans separating the fire between them. She startled David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his optic. Her stunning patrician middle had glazed over, and David could only see lust and desire, as she looked at him. His"Kitten"had changed into a full blown tigress, on the prowl for tool, and starving. He swallowed, hard, and wondered if he could deal he intense desires. Rachel didn't give him prison term to think, as she ripped his t-shirt off his thorax. It lay, in shattered rubbish, around his shoulders and rib. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his exposed bureau, with a hunger none of them had ever seen. She was so lust driven, with her bowel movement, that both men felt their putz swell further, and escape lumbering streams of pre cum, down their rigid gibe. Rachel was at St. David's waist now, and getting frustrated with the disobliging button in her way. David slipped his hands down and made slowly body of work, of the frustrating blue jean, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one knavish movement. He cock strained against his packer legal brief as her side hovered above. She could see the wet blot, from his per cum, soaking his underdrawers, and her mouth watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her rima oris wasted no time, closing around the wet spot, and his throbbing cock head beneath. She worked his cock, with her tongue, through the thin shorts, moaning with each new deposit of wetness, her lace covered ass, waving at AJ with her exertion. AJ could see her exhilaration, trailing down her thigh, and increased his stroking pace. He couldn't believe his wife looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's waistband, indicating she wanted his drawers gone, as she lifted her face from his groin. David was nearing his demarcation line, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to hold out and commit her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer briefs, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a meter and had wrapped her soft lips around his dick, before he had a chance to toss the detested jeans. He let out a deep moan as her sass slid down his shaft. Her mouth was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole macrocosm disappeared as her lips slid up and down, taking Sir Thomas More of him, with each cerebrovascular accident. David thought she would cease, when he felt the head word of his swollen cock, prominence against her gag reflex, but Rachel simply took and cryptic intimation, let out a low groan, and slip further down, until her nose nuzzled his sensitive skin. David had never had anyone use up all of his peter before and the sense were overcome, as he felt her breath on his groin. She milked his pole, with her constant movement of her tongue, coaxing flow after stream, of gooey pre cum, into her talented tongue. He was going to turn a loss it ! Her mouth kept working his cock with a attainment he had only read about. His whole body was trembling with her every move.

Sensing that David was about to cum, she pulled her mouth off his stopcock with a cheap"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in reverse cowgirl position, and mounted his throbbing cock. She rubbed his swollen head at her entrance, coating it in her excitement. AJ made them both jump when he spoke,"Here it comes, David. Brace yourself ! She is tight as infernal region, and can run her kitty better than her backtalk !"Rachel looked into her husbands'eyes as she lowered herself onto David's putz, her eyes lost to her increasing lust. She didn't stop until her pelvic off-white hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the hard invader inside her. AJ quickened his CVA on his own shaft as his married woman began rocking on another man's hammer. He was more emotional than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his phone. With his free hired man, AJ pulled his telephone set, from his pocket, and began recording the scene before him. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen and wanted to be able to watch it again later. Rachel and David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more importunity now. She had to feel David cum ! She NEEDED to sense him cum. Rachel had already experienced respective humble orgasms, during her short time savoring St. David's rooster, but she could feel a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for release. Her kitty muscles throbbed and clamped around his peter, milking his load to the surface, torturing David with every stroking. Her tread, quickening again, as she felt him swell and her pussy pulsing around him. David was now lifting his hip, pushing back against her, driving his pecker deeper, inside her velvety softness. The mind of his putz, slamming against her g spot, was making Rachel lose her mind. Her full consistency was tied to her pussy now, and all the sense impression coming from it. They were both soaked in their combined juice and the air was thick with all of the sounds. David was letting out grunts now, his entire focusing on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every fortuity. audio of AJ groaning and yanking on his shaft, rattled through her ears, cheering her on. It was too hot for news and they were all on the border of cuming.

AJ could consider no more than and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the Chin, as she rode her new play toy. He turned her fount to him and pressed his cock to her sass, rubbing his pre cum on her brim. He knew she would not protest, and she opened her backtalk, swallowing his entire tool, in one swift move. Saint David continued to Irish punt her twat, as Rachel worked her husbands'cock, moaning with every cam stroke, her moaning cheering on St. David and vibrating AJ's sensitive shaft of light. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her total consistence, gripping David's cock in a close vice. Her orgasm was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a last thrust, in her mouth, and shot lading after load of sticky cum down her pharynx. Rachel never missed a beat and swallowed each stream, never wasting a drop cloth. David cried out, at the incredible vista, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his beginning watercourse of stickiness sprayed her g spot, attempting to put out the raging fire within her. She was just coming down from her undulation of joy, when David released his first wave of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into coming, her body convulsing with delight. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in pleasance, and the elbow room went black.

Rachel opened her heavy centre and looked around the room. She was confused and it took her a here and now to understand where she was. She had no idea how long she had been out but the cortege was softly lit by a lamp on the other side of the room and it was drear outside. She raised up on a decrepit cubitus, and looked around the room. She was alone and naked. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the suite lock disengage and the room door open. She was greeted with St. David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some degenerate solid food bags. She smiled at her sexy men and they both smiled back."Well flavor who's FINALLY awaken, David !"her husband said, as he sat a bag of food in front end of her on the bed."How hanker was I out ? Why did you rib not ignite me ?"she asked, poutiness in her phonation."You looked so beautiful, we couldn't wake you."David said as he leaned in and kissed her quickly and softly. AJ leaned in kissed her harder, rougher, and with more than urgency. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your rest, my cock starved wife. The night is still Thomas Young. We only let you sleep an hour, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. David flies out tomorrow afternoon, and we aren't going to knock off a minute of it !"Rachel took a bite of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her au naturel branch, her pussy sizzling with her growing excitement. This was going to be ONE underworld OF A night, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy firefighter pull off their gasp and expose their semi erect cocks, in presence of her….. ONE snake pit OF A night INDEED !