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

"Ok, it's rubber 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 slip"

"Just in slip I needed a meat fire !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her heart back into position.

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

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

"Some fucking plan that was."

I breathed out in wrath, took in a mystifying breath in homework for the flood of raging word, filth, and insults my temper was about to free, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and shook her head.

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

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a thin breath of worry.

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

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

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

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

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

Tasha continued.

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

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the solvent to that one volley out of me before any witting cerebration could even censor, much to a lesser extent kibosh it.

"Rachel is perfectly unforced to have 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 constant conflict for any intimate party favor from her, just to see the expression on early Guy faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a consummate hour chalk physique. Her C-cup breasts are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a professional dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's doggy out just so, and the globes form that perfect lilliputian dish men dream about. I have literally seen a guy pass into a pole staring at her manner of walking.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five long time we were married. I never came close. But, over the close calendar week, with her needing me to help her go away and thus escape retribution from the Russian mob ( more on that in a minute ), she was in my debt. And I was collecting some of that debt via her shapely ass. If I wasn't so keyed up from the cobbler's last half hour, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another one shot of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

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

"I told him to take subject 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 crook to sustain you out of gaol, don't you feel bad about that ?"

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

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

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

"What ?"Rachel asked with equal measures of suspicion and curiosity.

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

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

We were just a twain of arcminute from arriving back at my blank space and I was dying to know what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex. With that thought I reflected on the yesteryear hebdomad ( See the previous Two Can hold open a arcanum chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nuts and caused more than a few competitiveness. utmost week I hooked up with her sis, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great night. The future morning, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both ladies naked and tied to a hot seat. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with mobster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to find that out.

They came up with the musical theme of pretending to kill Rachel in a car stroke and reserve another torso for Rachel's. I work in the dead room, so they enlisted me in the plan. To give thanks me for the crimes I have and would commit, both women have been fucking me until my peter is raw and red. There are worse way to go. Rachel has been loth, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very uncoerced, even going as far as to present me permission to eff her best ally, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder length red haircloth. She's a footling on the unforesightful side, at about 5'2"and just a sense of touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and to the highest degree of that extra ended up in her ass and boobs. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent events have caused me to revise my judgement upward. Rachel and Kim have been protagonist for as prospicient as I have known Rachel. I watched both young lady mature from gangly teen to stunning woman.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to demand Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in sexual love with her, and it seemed unseasonable. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this forenoon, after she helped me perpetrate fraud at the crematory. I was very grateful for her assist. She didn't have to make for very hard to commute my judgement.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her female parent's headstone, to break into Rachel's dentist office, so we could take dental X ray of a cadaver that we would cut up in the car chance event, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this part of the program. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the silent alarm system 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 response to Rachel's question snapped me back to the lay out.

"Because I just want to pull in sure Kim is aplomb with it ?"Tasha said evasively.

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

To be reasonable, Kim has used every excuse she could to hold me eff her onetime Sister in a variety of style. Kim is most translate in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not wish 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 rate cunt licking. And, though loath at first, Rachel got into giving back to her baby as well.

Kim, my girl of all of a week, is to the highest degree unlike her babe. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a shock. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you forget matter. She is a little shorter than her babe, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss April is not as cute as young woman June. Your dick would shrivel up and ball up away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's boob are a mite small, but probably more unfaltering. It is certainly fun to equate them. Kim's legs are more shapely and are especially delicately when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not suffice Rachel's head, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her intent to wrench onto my street.

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

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would have had to be brainsick to think that something intimate was not on Tasha's judgement. I am surely that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible affair she hated and was praying that Tasha could not translate her brain. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to go back from our escapade and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to wake Bruno.

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

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my position beside her. I was all too glad to let Rachel run her imagination through the gauntlet and oeuvre her self into a dither. After my time 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 understood. Tasha went in firstly and I heard Kim before I saw her.

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

I started to feel a little shamed. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this first light. 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 inapt and grateful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

"Yeah."echoed Tasha"What this fourth dimension ?"

Rachel was silent, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to observe a diplomatic resolution, but I was also not going answer for her.

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

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

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

Rachel's glare refocused to Tasha, held for a profligate indorsement, and then softened.

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

"Those were not the lyric 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 tacit and her gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of handwriting, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a look that could peel rouge, and then nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fuck you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help oneself 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"loose woman"! You're a fucking unthankful bitch ! I don't know if I should call up the cop or just recoil your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both acquire wide at the password ‘ cops ’. My stomach did a toss, and I wondered if she was dangerous. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad matter have come when emotion clouds rational number thought. I figured I had better try to tranquillise thing down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroid hormone. She will be nominated for cunt of the class and will win in a landslip. She is more bitch than a face pack of female person greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each Night, to boot. She had a big mouth and the part of the mentality that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and Sir Thomas More, right field Rachel ?'

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

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

Tasha got that malevolent glint in her eye for just a s. Then she spoke

"action at law speak louder than intelligence, Rachel. I don't want to get a line you blab out about how sorry you are. I think you should designate me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her vocalization filled with reverence and anxiety.

"Well, Ron had told me what a proficient little slut you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an back breaker tinged prosaic smell.

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

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too nice to use that Logos in this berth. 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 sure of the oecumenical management this was going, but the exact terminus was a mystery to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweetness in her phonation. When Rachel began to reckon at the storey 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 reward ?'Tasha said building a system of logic track that was going to run 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 fathom very delight about rewarding me."

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

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

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

"Okay, then"started Kim the little peacemaker."What do you desire Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

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

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

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

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

"Time to get to wreak, Rachel."

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

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

"Mostly."came the solvent"I'm thinking that since I am helping clean up your pile, 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 cute petty mouthpiece ?"

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

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

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

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

When Tasha had shown up at my house this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me clothes that she had used on Jacob, into a distich of well-to-do jean and a loose-fitting sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample 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 jeans, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jean to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of panties. My eyes focused on the minuscule patch 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 go aroused as Rachel begged to be spared the abasement of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with affright starting to pull in the pep pill hand.

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

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were firm looking and twit eminent on her chest than their size should have allowed. Her ring of color are a little smaller than a quarter, and already firming up.

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

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"Good !"Tasha said, in a quenched tone of voice,"Porn slut, you can set about by eating my cunt"

With that, Tasha took her panties down and off. She was completely au naturel 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 ladies. I had expected jolt and anger on her expression. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim face was filled with lecherousness.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her groin and ground her piffling red muff into Rachel's face for a yearn second and then pulled her headway back. Tasha's face looked a mixture of expiation and obfuscation.

Tasha pushed Rachel's header farther back causing her to list backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her paw, and remained upright. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to push Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's nous was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would give the access code she didn't want.

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

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That smell good, Rachel. You are a good footling porn slut."

As if in reply to a compliment, Rachel began to be active her head faster, working Tasha's snatch in an urgent manner. Tasha began to rock and slowly push up her pussy into Rachel's face. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay equilibrate and to keep her fount glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

"Oh, Fuck ya !"Keep doing that ! piece of tail, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly open. I noticed that Tasha's mamilla had constricted into pie-eyed knots as her arousal spread to all areas.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her rim. One of her manus had dropped to her front and Kim rubbed her own puss, 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 spirit good. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That look good !"

Struggling to assert her balance, Rachel let go with her paw and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her in force friend.

"Kimmy ! My boob ! Please !

I'm guessing that Kim knows of Tasha's sensitive chest 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 same pinnacle as Tasha's milky lily-white globes. Kim took Tasha's right knocker into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her backtalk found Tasha's other tit and she began to fellate and tantalise the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an quick reaction 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 inquire if Rachel could get any air.

‘ shag ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her orgasm arrived. Tasha had both bridge player on the back of Rachel's head and was pushing so hard I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went stiff as the pleasure took her.

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

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

Rachel began to shin to free her face from Tasha's twat. This seemed to give way the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing arduous and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an humiliated smile.

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

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

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

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to walk over. I bent down and put my hand behind her head and grabbed a fistful of hairsbreadth, tight to her scalp. With my other handwriting I took her by the berm and in a exclusive motion I pulled her to a standing position and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"Hands to yourself"

I said as I released her and pushed her back half a step. I put my bridge player between her still clothed leg and rubbed her pussy.

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

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

"You'd never let me extend to you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the country her clit should feature been.

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

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

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had begin worrying her erect breast nub as it fought to make it's presence known through her blouse and bra.

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

"Ok, but it's going to cost you"I said a near sing song."Strip down to your panties and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would have huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pants off, before my gasp had cleared my rosehip. She dropped down in front of me and yank my jean the rest of the way down. She needed to program line from this point, as my cock pointing at her nose made it realise what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my organ and I felt her warm, wet rima oris encircle me. Her tongue immediately wrapped the underside of my cock and she began to skid me in and out of her mouth.

"Oh, ass, Rachel. That's what I'm talking about."

She was moving medium-slow, not wanting to get me off. She really did want me to fuck her. I could matter the times, on one hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, grounds was quickly being pushed out by lecherousness, as my libido demanded the full attention of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two hands wide of Rachel's perfectly styled hair and used them as handles to begin picking up the yard. I was in armorial bearing and if I blew my cargo down her pharynx, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! Suck on it ! Take me thick !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to swallow my cock. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her pharynx part and admit the violation I looked into her eye and saw a combination of lecherousness and reverence. Only one of those surprised me.

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

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

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

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

"You don't sound too convincing"I challenged

I saw anger panache for just a second then she begged in a most convert tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private sphere. She was offering them without experimental condition, pedagogy, or warning. She was letting me take her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to fuck that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five age, never letting me near this pleasure. Now she offering it to me, unrestricted. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's little brown starfish beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not fail to notice the small white string snaking out from that orifice, confirming that lineage was flowing.

"Don't relocation !"I ordered as I made a move towards the kitchen."And rub your kitty-cat !"

I did not want any of her lust to wane. I was almost in affright, trying to think of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any Sir Thomas More pain than I had to. But, as I turned to name my hyphen, all view of Rachel were shoved out of thinker. That was because my eye 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 mamilla, and then lustily kissed Tasha's replete and aegir lips. The sounds the two Lady were making ; the slurps and slap as backtalk consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My cock was already hard enough to cut up granite and this was driving me mad with lecherousness. I took two steps towards the madam, my eyes riveted on the action.

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting position and grabbed both of Tasha's massive tits and squeezed them like nerf formal. Kim's hand moved up and found both mammilla, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same time. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

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

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

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the top of her jeans, I was reminded of some unfinished business.

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

I knew that sound, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to happen. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her position in an wink. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her front on one berm, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to gain her climax. I reached between her legs and jerked her hand away from her clit.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

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

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to happen, but knowing it was the lonesome course to the release the orgasm that was holding her surety.

I wet my rooster and thumb. With that finger's breadth I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit slipperiness harmonium in my powerful hand. The head of my pecker touched her footling starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my stone hard member.

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

I said in a equanimity phonation that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her most wet orifice. I pushed my hammer onto her forbidden opening, not first-rate toilsome, but I wasn't taking my clip either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her closely hole until I exploded.

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

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

I was so pluck. I didn't really want to hurt her, but my own intimate desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to glance over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her clothes and the two girls were in a 69 position, with the back of Kim's read/write head blocking my view of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best friend. The licking and moaning coming from the two gentlewoman send a sonic wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. slow down ! deadening !"begged Rachel

I was going as slow as was going to happen and I felt a tremble go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly soused ass squeezed around my shaft. The feeling was pleasance to the point of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was sure as shooting that she felt even compressed than when I took her ass cherry a few daylight ago.

Ignoring her plea of sloth, I gave into my understructure emotions and jammed the final stage column inch of rooster into Rachel's bunge trap. Another wave of pleasure shook my sticker as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hip and dry land my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the champion of finding another fraction of column inch of her ass.

I expected a shrieking 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 pussy. It was obvious this was turning her on.

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

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

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

"Now beg me to do it your ass."I said

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

She did phone like she wanted it, though way down deep my subconscious mind 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 summon. It was not very much. My rosehip were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her hips to pull myself deeper inside her

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

The opposition had been LE than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This prison term Rachel made no sound other than her own clayey breathing. I took this to stand for she was ready to suffer her ass pounded.

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

Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! The strait of her ass stopping my thrusts acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me affect faster and harder.

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

I was at level beyond caring. There was anger pushing my lust and hearing her in some bother was satisfying.

I began to rend back on Rachel's hips with each knife thrust and magnified the intensity level in which our organic structure were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my shaft, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her intestine with my cum in a few seconds.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could feel that my expectoration had worn off and it was harder to advertise. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and ground my hips as hard as could into her, wanting to make this finale ass driving force 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 underside of my cock was a unique aesthesis that almost made me cum correctly then. If she had masturbated with it, I would hold blown my load.

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

Figuring that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would experience dried her out, I worked up some Thomas More saliva and rubbed it on my prick, and then spat into my mitt and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my centre darted to the two noblewoman. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's snatch and had her oculus screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's mouth was open in another silent shriek and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's boldness.

Rachel began to rock back and Forth, desperately needing to birth her pussy worked. I took the touch and began to pump her cunt in at a steady, metier pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen feet away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's pelvis to gain some breathing room. I heard Tasha moan out

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

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

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her friend with her head at Tasha's chest. Tasha's splayed stage revealed a self-conceited libia and her red muff, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my travelling bag on Rachel's hips and began to piston into her as hard and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight pussy under my controller, and the aphrodisiacal madam putting on a display in front of me. My senses were on overburden. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my red poke were making that clear-cut to Rachel.

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

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

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your book binding !'I commanded.

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

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the priming coat and started thrusting as gruelling and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the bottom of her twat, I would inch myself forward and labour Rachel leg towards her spike.

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

I was much more directly stimulating her aroused pea and I knew she wouldn't hold up long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her mean cunt was milking me, sending me exponentially closer to my own sexual climax. I too was not going to last.

"Yessssssssss !"Rachel screamed and I felt her puss tighten around my penis.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the boundary and I felt the orgasm flood my senses and take away away my witting thought and surroundings. As I began to erupt I locked my hip joint into Rachel's and tried to fool my load through her. Rachel's knees touched the side of meat of her oral sex as I felt my first shot satisfy her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my climax began to fall behind and my perception returned.

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

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

Tasha was still on her back with splayed branch facing me. Kim's right paw was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening slit, while her leftover hired man was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger trenches with her endeavor. That pap was drawn into a tight knot about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The former nipple was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike affair to do, would be to give Kim some help. She was on her knees, using her human face and Tasha's breast to patronize well-nigh of her weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's opening night 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 minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's twat, with her lips slightly parted and very moist with her own succus. My hands on her hips gave her a burst second of warning before I pierced her bitch with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had long suit for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, Fuck !

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

Tasha was coming down from her high, glanced at me, and gave me a weakly, embarrass smile. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's puss and the position to side rocking of Tasha's breast adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her climax took her. That little sound seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my binding and closed my eyes, waiting for my own breathing and heart rate to devolve to convention. 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 hard, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not pleased, but still pretty satisfied.

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

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

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

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

"Leaving ?"I asked

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

Tasha turned her tending to Kim.

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

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

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

She had not hitch dressing during this short speech and had her gasp and blouse on before the final period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the president and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"exhibitor ?"she suggested

"That would feel good"I said thought process of the hot weewee, not Kim's business firm, sexy body.

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

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

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was overnice, but felt a minuscule mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a minuscule hot water, we went down steps and sat at the kitchen table.

"What about tomorrow ?"Kim asked

"What about it ?"I answered, knowing she was talking about crashing Rachel's car, and staging a fire to arrive at it look like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

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

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, worked up, and tell them we have no musical theme. 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 fortuity. He's probably the best medical examiner in the state. Even the Colorado River bureau of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the consistency was there, you could keep an eye on things, and maybe helper to maneuver 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 program is to have the police think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the spinal column of my mind that if the burned body ended up with a rushed or incompetent person medical examiner, we might just have it ruled as an chance event. That would keep the police completely out of it."

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

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

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

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

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

"I would finger better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could hold open an eye on things and report news to us. It is going to defeat me not bed what is going on !"Kim said with a flare-up of vocal clarity that belied the concluding few seconds.

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

"All right. All right. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to look at her in my implements of war

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

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

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

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

I rolled my eyes.

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

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my room and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally work her bosom, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't slumber. I had tomorrow on my judgement. So many interrogation. How would we pull this off ? What would I say to the copper where they came around ? Would they be wary right away ? Would our story hold up ? But, time and prison term again, my head would refund to How. I finally dozed off with that doubtfulness still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the room access by 6:30 AM. I headed to north break of the day and spent about two hours driving around. I found a fairly secluded place, where the old farm road turned 90 degrees. If a soul were to miss that turn, there was a large cottonwood Tree to prevent you from ruining constituent of the farmer's crop. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My following stop was place Depot. I needed to get some thing. After I had found the spot to present our fortuity, it became discharge there was only one way to piss this happen. I was going to need a few things to serve us pull it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tankful and get a little excess for tonight. We were going to postulate it.

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

"You're frickin'crazy !"said Rachel

"You'll vote out yourself !"resound Kim

"Fine. Do you ingest a better idea ?"I said defensively.

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

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

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

"Rachel's car has passenger side air bag, and I'll wear the seat belt. If things go alright the heavy concern will be getting me out of the tumble car."

We went back and Forth like this for to the highest degree of an minute. But, in the end, the peeress could come up with no former substitute if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to work in the service department for awhile and get things ready for tonight."I said, closing give-and-take, and adding a point of finality by pushing my chairwoman back and getting up.

It went to the driveway and brought my place terminal purchase to the garage. In a duo of hr I had finished what I called my Acceleration marijuana cigarette. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would reserve me to squeeze it between Rachel's car gas treadle and the driver's buns. I had attached a wooden infantry to it, set at an angle so it would better control the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would hold the spliff to the treadle, but fastened so I could pull it loose with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a pickle near the top and added a long leather strap, to pass me some way to continue me from losing the joint in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few ounces in a glass jar. It was now sentence to prepare Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely vital that the dead body could not be identified through fingerbreadth print. So to piddle sure that happened, I filled a syringe with petrol and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many points in each fingerbreadth and parts of her hand. When the fire began to burn down the subcutaneous gasoline, her full hands should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock purse over each of her hands and left her in the now unplug deep-freeze. It had served its purpose of keeping her at 34 arcdegree, 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 high school day ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to ease up the law 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 dark and late.

dinner was fast intellectual nourishment that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our abdomen. For the past week affair had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no time to think about anything. I was either working on some parting of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the sisters, or Tasha. Now, there was fourth dimension to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any respectable. I kept blurting out random question ;

"testament this really function ?"

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

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

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

Each interrogative sentence made the young lady jump, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

Kim gave her sister a dirty look, and then her eyes softened as she turned her gaze to me.

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

I had an idea what her stress relievo programme was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my foreland was a mess and I didn't think a setback job was going to fix that.

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

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

And with that she got up and headed to my chamber. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure she was going to change by reversal 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 rest later."She said matter of factly.

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

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the idle consistence in Rachel's back seat, covering it with a mantle. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the mantle would at least buy us prison term to think of something or desire the cop got a more serious phone call taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about fifteen second we would be at the point of intersection of fate and decision. There our lives were going to change forever.


To be continued .