Rachel opened her oculus, to the audio of her annoying alarm clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, she remember what day it was…. It was Fri and time to finally head out for the first answerer group discussion ! Rachel looked forward, to the conference, every twelvemonth. It was her clip to be around other responders and it just felt like home. She also didn't thinker seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always plenty of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to catch the bozo, practicing their skills, in full turn out gear. Something about it always got her juices going !

This yr was peculiar and Rachel was extremely excited ! She was FINALLY going to meet David, in individual ! St. David was a stoker, from several land away, and had been Rachel's friend for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their mutual love, of the flack and rescue inspection and repair. He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her feet. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was older than Rachel but looked younger than his age. He was a chiseled god, of tan skin and muscles, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic daydreams, of him taking her, over and over again. Jacques Louis David was her dirty petty secret, she hid from her husband, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to open his eyes, when he heard a telephone ring, in the length. As his eyes began to focus, he realized it was the hotel telephone, succeeding to his bed. clock time for his dawn wake up call. He answered the headphone and thanked the nominal head desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its birthplace. Today was going to be a great day and he didn't want to miss a second of it ! David had set III warning signal, on his phone, AND had asked for the wake-up shout. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to meet Rachel, his online friend, in individual, and was on edge. It is one thing to talk online, but in person was a totally different story and David was nervous. Rachel had become a dear friend to him, and he didn't want to lose her, but matter had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would learn her into his arms, the here and now he laid eye on her ! He had flown into IN, two Day before, to take care the conference and meet Rachel. The final stage two days had been torture for him, knowing she was closer than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! Saint David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled golf hole, deep in his soul, like no former cleaning woman ever had.

Jacques Louis David loved his wife, very a great deal, but Rachel calls to him, as only a forbidden love could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to meet her, look to cheek ! He trembled with hullabaloo, as he climbed into the shower. His hands shook, as he went through his act of showering, his mind lost in sentiment of Rachel…. depiction of her, flashed through his head, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn't long before his psyche turned his thoughts erotic…David thinking of Rachel's 34 DDD breasts, 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 assist but feel his rooster twitch, as he thought of her vast fun bags, pressing into his chest. David felt the shampoo bubble run down his chest and drip off his, now rock hard, rooster. He was painful aware of his, unwanted, erecting. David sighed, a heavy sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his rooster"natural spring up"on their initiatory hug ! He let his mind admiration back to Rachel and her optic, as he sprayed his loading down the shower drainage. Her eyes would be his undoing, and he knew it !"Lord, give me strength"he said, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower bath. It was fourth dimension to meet his"Kitten ”, as he called her, and he could cogitate of nothing else !

Rachel took special care, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a black, lacy bra that gave exceptional care, to her mysterious valley, between her breasts. Not quite a button up bra, but a very like effect. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD boob, look like it went on for miles. Guys always stared at her tits when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the thought of her sexy fire fighter, staring down at her. St. David is taller than her, and she knew his eyes would be drawn there. She picked out her smutty, lacy,"boy shorts"panties, to gibe, and slipped them up her milklike white thighs. She knew better than to wear those pantie today, but couldn't resist the mentation of being a niggling naughty. Those panties were known to constantly rub across her clit, as she moved, and labor Rachel looney. She knew she would be soaked, before prospicient, but was excited by the thought that no one would ever know what was happening under her clothes. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, content with her choice. The rest of her clothes were an easy decision, being a professional conference. She ***********ed her"course A"dress uniform, from her closet. It was a lighter blue devil, button up, apparel shirt, with all of her department and social station badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her acquisition as an Emergency Medical Technician. She was very gallant of her social 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, undone. At 5 foot tall, most everyone there, would be grandiloquent than Rachel, and get a estimable view, of that carefully chosen Shirley Temple bra. It was going to be a great day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her pants. Rachel's trouser were the standard"technical school"pants, baggy, with piles of scoop, up and down her tight, toned ramification, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't appearance off her sexy ass, wearing tech pants, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took extra fear while fixing her hair and make-up. She decided on pulling her baseless head of hair of curls up into a hair's-breadth clip, on top of her head. It gave the conjuring trick that her hair was tame, not the wild fix of ringlet it actually was. A minuscule spring of Robert Curl, poked out of the top of the clip, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clip, in her hair. She carefully applied her makeup, making indisputable to only put on the bare essentials. Rachel believed in raw beauty, and had flock of it. She lightly applied a small-scale touch of cornerstone, just enough to cover the lentigo, dotting her nerve, and set to work on her eyes. Her center were her best feature article and she loved showing them off. They were the most amazing tad of blueish, light blue sky, like a beautiful, clear, summer day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew bozo in. They had, often, been called"bedchamber center ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against fallible men. They had spelled end of the world, for many men, in her past. She applied a promiscuous dusting of sour eyeshadow, on her lids. felicitous with the excess attending it drew to the bluing, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for miles, but she added some anyway, for the special effect. She didn't wear lipstick often, so she grabbed her final piece, in her modus operandi, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her turn down eyelids, her mind drifted back to David, and their retentive awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that first hug, they would contribution, and beyond. She began to show David, scooping her into his arms, and whisking her off to his hotel elbow room. She felt the moisture start to escape her pussy, and let out a bantam whine. 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 St. Andrew King James, and she had forgotten he was waiting for her. Rachel smiled at AJ,"Ready !"and out the door they went.

Rachel had told AJ about David, somewhat. He knew of their friendship and their upcoming coming together but didn't know that Rachel and St. David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated messages, online. She had kept that piece to herself. AJ didn't need to screw those things, he would only get green-eyed, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her husband, very dearly, and wanted him to like St. David. jealousy would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small talk, the hour long car ride to the conference. They talked of previous conferences and vendor they wanted to make sure enough they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her skin, when AJ said Jacques Louis 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 policeman'workshops ”, Rachel said."wellspring, he is in for a dainty tonight ! Does he have a go at it about the political party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her husband. She knew where this was going. Every twelvemonth, the firefighters'jointure student residence held a huge company, with bagpipes, and detached food for thought and beer. It never took long for things to get nutcase and AJ and Rachel never missed the party. They looked forward to it, each year. This twelvemonth, they were going to present David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's hand a squeeze and they entered the convention eye parking garage. fourth dimension to get this party started !

David had already explored all of the convention substance during the hold up two Clarence Day. He had never seen anything like it ! There were low responders, from all over the world, attending, and there was always someone new to sing to. David had been enjoying himself, and had a attack in the classes he had signed up for. He had spent the last two days, learning new vehicle extrication proficiency, and was about to ask his skills test, to be certified, and be able-bodied to go back and learn his new skills, to all his local department. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another 60 minutes, but couldn't help looking around for her. His dashing hopes hung heavy on his font, as he pulled up his bunker pants, and stepped extraneous and into the put in testing orbit. He shook thoughts of Rachel out of his head, and focused on the murder BMW in presence of him. It was biz time and he had a"patient"to cut out of the wrick wreckage before him. thinking of Rachel slipped away, as David picked up the heavy"Jaws of Life ”, with trivial effort, and started smashing the station of the car, with its'powerful jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention center, helping hand in hand. She pulled the email from St. David, out of her air hole, and began reading his schedule. As she looked over the small-arm of newspaper publisher, AJ squeezed her deal. 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 desire to go ascertain ? Or go look through all the marketer ?"AJ cerebration, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go watch him. I want to come across this famous David and see what all the fuss is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's hand a firm liquidity crisis and they headed for the outside grooming orbit. Rachel spotted David immediately and quickened her step. He was holding the big"Jaws of Life"and crushing the center posts of a put down BMW, and she couldn't help but stare. He held the grueling machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a split bit, what it would feel like, to feature those unassailable hands traveling all over her organic structure. Rachel and AJ watched, as Jacques Louis David, skillfully, destroyed the posts holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the ceiling back, and freed the entrap"patient"inside. He was flawless, with his movements, and even AJ could treasure Jacques Louis David's new attainment, as he avoided the vehicle'legion airbags. Rachel watched as 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 minute, Rachel was early on. Just as she thought about walking over, David suddenly spotted Rachel and their eyes locked. For a fragmented sec, the altogether world faded away, and it was just Rachel and St. David, eyes locked, in a trance. AJ saw them lock in eyes, and gave his wife's hand a gentle squeezing,"Is that David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in St. David's direction."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go innovate ourselves."Before they could go more than two steps, David turned and headed unbent towards them, smiling from ear to ear."Rachel ! Over here ! Hey, Rach !"David called, as he waved. Rachel let go of AJ's hand and closed the gap between them, in seconds. Jacques Louis David saw Rachel's quickened footstep and held his arm open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the final examination footfall between them, as she opened and held her munition upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could hear nothing but her own pulse, thumping in her ears, as she approached Saint David. She didn't even understand that she was holding her hint. They closed the space too quickly, and their bodies came together, with a firm"THUMP"! Caught off safety, she stumbled, a step, and St. David locked his arms around her. He didn't creative thinker, as it caused her to grab for him, in her stumbling daze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one smooth out motion."Hi Kitten ”, he whispered in her ear, his breath sending frisson up her spur, and down to her achy pussy,"glad to finally hold you."David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their maiden embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching bod, in a cheap part, he said,"glad to finally take on you, in individual, Rach !"as he released her from his arms. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each former, but they both turned to AJ, with bright grin. The men introduced themselves to each other, and started making lowly talking, as Rachel watched an EMT fumble with a KED, in the examination area. The young young woman was next, to test, and Rachel could tell she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a sight, that would spark many fantasy, for eld to come. Rachel was staring that the 2 aphrodisiacal men, she had ever seen, in her life ! David's salt and pepper hair, sparkled in the undimmed dawning sun, calling for her to run her men through it. His bend out coat was completely spread, exposing his department tee shirt, dampened with suggestion of sweat, clinging to his chiseled body. Oh, how she wanted to run her fingerbreadth under the elastic suspenders, holding up his dugout pants, and slip them off his strong shoulders.

Rachel tore her gaze away from Jacques Louis David and her eyes landed on her hubby. AJ was a very better-looking man and Rachel considered herself lucky to be his. He was marvellous than Rachel, but didn't towboat over her, just enough that required"tippy toe kiss ”, and she loved that. His face was very handsome, tan, chiseled, like the respite of him. Her eyes lingered, on her husband'bearded mouth, as flashes of the things that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her head. She felt the oestrus and wet grow, inside her lacy panties, and shook the thoughts away. She trailed her middle, down her married man'well defined chest, and longed for her eyes to be her lip. Rachel's eyes slue down his Class A uniform clit, to her deary dapple, the gibbosity in his pants. She couldn't service but rape the bump, with her eyes, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those sloppy technical school pants, and wanted it badly. It was her favorite berth to be ! She could spend hours, worshiping the monstrous cock, hidden just behind his zipper. She was lost in thoughts of gagging on her husband'cock and didn't bill that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been cognizant that she was licking her backtalk and making little whimper noises. Her action had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the bunglesome secrecy by clearing his throat and saying,"WELL ! We can all recite what she has on her mind !"as everyone laughed.

The residual of the convention went as usually. Jacques Louis David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the vendors, and explored the new vehicles. 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 time to head to the fire-eater's Union Hall, and the couple was anxious to show Jacques Louis David a firefighter company. Rachel excused herself, to the lady way, and let out a big breath, as she locked the stall behind her. She peeled her soaked panty down and saw her inadequate swollen clitoris, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for sack. Rachel gave it a loving series of pats, and hid it behind the sloshed, black lace, again. She took a deeply breather, put a grinning on her sexually tortured font, and pulled open the public convenience room access."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby wall, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's cheek and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big smile on his face. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her eyes bounced from one sexy man, to the other, as affright set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the wall, closed his hand around hers, and headed for the exit, as David followed suit of clothes, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her heading was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her hand ? The panic spread and built, in her thorax, as these two hot men led her towards the union hall. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became mindful of a growing fire in her twat. 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 eubstance and she needed to catch her breath. She could already"feel"the nearby bagpipe's and drums playing and the shaking didn't avail her delicate Department of State. Both men were, instantly, at her side, worry on both of their faces. After reassuring her delicious date, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to face them. The men were inch from her human face, and she could palpate their hot breath, on each of her nerve. She felt the rip rushing back to her cheeks again, and knew she was in for a farsighted night. Rachel took both of their hands again, and headed the last pulley-block, to the hall.

The next few hr, was a fuzz of food, beer, music, and dancing. The whole pulley around the mansion was roped off for the political party, and was slammed full moon of confrere firstly answerer, having a blast. Rachel had brought a alteration of clothes with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the metre to change. Her clothes uniform was soaked in sweat and rubbing her scrape raw. She ached to get out of her hit it up panties. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car key. She was planning on changing in the parking garage, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her architectural plan, David spoke up and offered to let her change in his room. David's hotel was side by side to the parking garage and the idea both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with Saint David, given her current Department of State of arousal, and do herself. AJ told her that David's room was a better plan, as he handed her the Key to the car. Rachel felt the panic rise in her breast again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to survey her, around the incline of the pairing manor hall, where they could lecture, without yelling. She told her husband, of the ardour in her soaked step-in, and her desperate demand for relief. A buck slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to fuck David, to her sweet and faithful married man. AJ caught her tear, midway down her check, with his quarter round, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's facial expression, in his hands, and kissed her gently. Electric electrical shock ripped through her pussy as their lips met, and she let out a whimper of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his mouth hovering above hers,"I talked to Jacques Louis David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted tiny kisses all over her lips…."I want you to get laid him…."more, tiny, obtuse, kisses…."as prospicient as…."AJ trailed those delicate candy kiss across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every little detail later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's brass and forced her mouth open with his tongue. They locked, in a passionate kiss, tongues swirling, hands roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the kiss and looked into her husbands'center,"Are you sure about this ?"she asked in her sexy small timid voice. She knew that voice drove him weirdo and she saw his extrusion fashion plate and throbbing, under his zipper. AJ was sure, and they both knew it. He was every bit as excited as she was, and it showed.

Rachel took a ablutionary breathing space and headed back around the building to David. What had she get 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 hazard and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and rejoin to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw David. He was watching for her and they locked eyes again. All doubt vanished from her creative thinker, as she reached David and slipped her hand in his. His smile melted her last Panthera uncia of resolve and she was putty in his hands. She glanced back towards AJ, and saw him smiling at her. He gave a final nod and a thumbs up to her, as Rachel and David disappeared into the crowd.

AJ could see the nervousness on his wife's face, as she disappeared with Saint David. He didn't know if she could bring herself to cheat on him, but the sentiment of another man, pounding her tight little kitty, turned him on Sir Thomas More than he expected. His hard cock was straining against his zipper, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the program that he and David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an amazing and giving char, they both had wanted to please her. Her hubby knew she had harbored secret desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made references, during their sexual adventures, of fucking other guys and telling him all the details. She usually came all over his pecker, when she reached the part where AJ watches the other man pick pie his beloved wife. He always came right after, her sexual climax pushing him past his breaking period. Tonight, he was going to build sure enough that his beautiful wife 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 direction as his wife, slipping Jacques Louis David's extra key visiting card out of his sack, and tapping it against his other hand. The night was about to pack a very passionate tour, and he didn't want to miss a instant of it.

As Rachel and Saint David stood in the hotel lobby, waiting for the elevator, he felt her deal trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The lecherousness had vanished, from his oculus, and was replaced with tender fear. He was very fond of Rachel. He might even make bold to say that he was falling in love with her, if you could love two people, at the Sami metre. He felt his marrow swell, just gazing at her. Jacques Louis David was lost in her sparkling blue optic and didn't hear her respond. Her nervous giggle brought him out of his enchantment."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his attendant expression."I am mulct, my shimmer toy ”, she said as she gave his bridge player a quick squeeze. They had been exchanging content, for month, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the sexual tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The doors closed and Rachel's chest began to fill with affright again. Could she go through with this ? Her judgement raced through interrogative as her desire set her pussycat aflame ! Rachel thought about their concluding online conversation, before the convention, and remembered that they had promised each former that naught would hap. The on-line fancy they shared, would remain on-line, and the panic grew in her chest. She wanted David. Her kitty ached for all those vacate promises he had made online. Her mental capacity began to believe of ways to seduce him and make believe him hers.

David could see that Rachel was lost in thought, as her bag slipped down her arm. The gruelling bag held her alteration of clothes and, what appeared to be, two alteration of clothes for AJ. David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only packed one modification of clothes for herself. They stepped out of the elevator and walked the long hallway, to David's room. He felt her shaking increase, as he put the menu in the door and opened the door. He had decided to treat himself and had booked a vauntingly suite, for the conference. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his room, so he had made sure it had a King sized bed, for his kitten to play on. Rachel covered a gasp, with her hand, when she saw the large bed, looming before her. The sight of the bed made the sexual latent hostility in the air, too thick to breathe, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. David was mesmerized by the rapid rise and pin of Rachel's restrained DDD breasts, poking out of her, slightly open, uniform shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those buttons. Saint David swallowed arduous and tore his optic away from her heaving bureau, as he felt his erection harden in his dungaree. He had worked out a design, with AJ, for Rachel's seduction, but was now nervous, in the shrinking blank space of the suite. What if she said no ? Could Jacques Louis David risk losing her ?

St. David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her hand in his. It was the moment of truth and the air sparked with sexual electrical energy. The tension was almost unbearable, as Jacques Louis David reached for Rachel's buttons. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made liaison with first base button, nestled in her delicious valley, his skin brushed against hers. Her eyes shot up to fulfill his and he could see the lust, growing with each swipe of her long cilium. There were no speech exchanged, as David delicately undid every clit, trailing down to her waist. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growl, the sight of her lacy bra, taking all Holy Scripture from his mind. Saint David slide her shirt down her shoulders and it fell to the floor. They both stood, shaking, for a moment, just looking each other up and down. It was Rachel, who made the first relocation. Stepping forward, she closed the distant between them, and pressed her DDD's to his chest, her set up mamilla poking through the lacy bra, and into his thin t-shirt. Rachel wrapped her arms around David's neck opening and kissed him deeply, their natural language dancing in each other's lip, as she ran her tiny fingers into his saltiness and capsicum hair.

David had no more self-will, as he scooped her into his arms, and held her candy kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy effeminateness, 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 time to do so, but now was about following AJ's plan, and giving Rachel everything she craved. Saint David kissed his way down her valley, to her waistline. He unfastened her pants and starting sliding them down her coxa. Rachel let out a whimper, causing his cock to shudder and filtrate further, in his jeans. She lifted her hips, as he slide her pants down, her lace covered kitty, simple column inch from his cheek, the intoxicating perfume of her arousal, heavy in the air. St. David took a footmark back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to incinerate her every curve, into his memory. She looked so damn sexy and exposed ! She laid there, her chest rapidly rising and falling, her DDD's calling to him through their lacing prison house. His eyes traveled down, to her imprisoned sex cumulus, hiding sheepishly, behind More lace. St. David could see Rachel's love juices, glistening in the light, on her delicate hummock, and whitish second joint, and it called to him. Every in of Rachel's body was begging for David's touch !

Rachel was startled by the sudden loss of Jacques Louis David's aid, and opened her luxuria filled eyes. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he change his head ? scare raced through her, once again, as she searched her play toys'middle 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 military action broke Jacques Louis David from his trance, and panic ran through his mind. Was she changing her mind ? He had to have her and couldn't full stop now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and perfumed 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 lose you. We can just change and go back to the party."He planted a series of kisses along her shoulder, following the strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so practiced and he couldn't plosive speech sound himself. She squirmed, under his buss, and goosebumps appeared, all over her skin. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her hand in his whisker, holding his sass to her hide. She was arching her back, every time his brim met her skin, whimpers of lustfulness, escaping from her pouty lips.

Rachel heard a humble sound and her oculus fluttered clear. She froze, in fearfulness, as she saw her husbands'reflection in the full length mirror. AJ had entered the way and was watching the lustful scene blossom before him. His face was a terrorise mix of anger and lust. Rachel's center drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his intemperate stopcock, in his hand, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his handwriting up and down his swollen ray of light, never taking his heart off his married woman and her wanton display of lust. Rachel and AJ locked eyes, as Saint David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to massage and grope her heavy DDD's. She heard AJ let out a easygoing growl at the new attention she was getting from Saint David, and AJ slightly increased his slow tugging of his pleasance pole. He gave Rachel a firm nod, as if once again, granted her permission, and shifted his eyes to Saint David's lusty violation. It was all she needed, to mislay herself in her new play toy, and Rachel's pussy blazed into a 2-alarm firing !

Rachel spun around on David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lacing and jeans separating the fire between them. She startled Saint David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his optic. Her sensational risque oculus had glazed over, and David could only see thirst and desire, as she looked at him. His"Kitten"had changed into a full blown tigress, on the prowl for putz, and starving. He swallowed, hard, and wondered if he could do by he acute desires. Rachel didn't give him time to conceive, as she ripped his t-shirt off his chest. It lay, in tattered scraps, around his shoulders and costa. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his exposed breast, with a thirst none of them had ever seen. She was so lust driven, with her bm, that both men felt their cock swell further, and leakage heavy streams of pre cum, down their set prick. Rachel was at David's waist now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative clit in her way. David slipped his hands down and made easy work, of the frustrating jean, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one slick movement. He cock strained against his pugilist briefs as her face hovered above. She could see the wet situation, from his per cum, soaking his boxer, and her backtalk watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her mouth wasted no sentence, closing around the wet spot, and his throbbing cock principal beneath. She worked his cock, with her glossa, through the thin boxers, moaning with each new repository of wetness, her lacing covered ass, waving at AJ with her efforts. AJ could see her excitation, trailing down her thighs, and increased his stroking pace. He couldn't believe his married woman looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's girdle, indicating she wanted his shorts gone, as she lifted her cheek from his inguen. David was nearing his point of accumulation, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to arrest out and commit her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and thirsty ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer brief, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a beat and had wrapped her soft lip around his cock, before he had a prospect to toss the hated jeans. He let out a deep groan as her lips slid down his dig. Her sass was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole world disappeared as her sass slid up and down, taking more of him, with each stroke. David thought she would stop, when he felt the head of his swollen cock, excrescence against her gag reflex, but Rachel simply took and cryptical breath, let out a low moan, and slide further down, until her olfactory organ nuzzled his sensitive peel. Jacques Louis David had never had anyone take all of his cock before and the sensations were whelm, as he felt her breathing spell on his groin. She milked his celestial pole, with her unceasing movements of her tongue, coaxing flow after stream, of gooey pre cum, into her talented clapper. He was going to lose it ! Her mouth kept working his prick with a acquisition he had only read about. His unscathed consistency was trembling with her every move.

detection that Saint David was about to cum, she pulled her rima oris off his cock with a loud"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 hullabaloo. AJ made them both jumping when he spoke,"Here it comes, David. bracing yourself ! She is tight as hell on earth, and can work her pussy better than her back talk !"Rachel looked into her husbands'eyes as she lowered herself onto David's cock, her centre lost to her increasing lust. She didn't stop until her pelvic pearl hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the hard invader inside her. AJ quickened his shot on his own cock as his wife began rocking on another man's hammer. He was more excited than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his phone. With his free hand, AJ pulled his phone, from his air pocket, and began recording the scene before him. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen and wanted to be able to watch out it again later. Rachel and Jacques Louis David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urging now. She had to feel Jacques Louis David cum ! She NEEDED to experience him cum. Rachel had already experienced several small orgasms, during her short meter savoring Saint David's shaft, but she could palpate a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for button. Her pussy sinew throbbed and clamped around his cock, milking his consignment to the surface, torturing David with every virgule. Her pace, quickening again, as she felt him swell and her twat pulsation around him. Jacques Louis David was now lifting his rosehip, pushing back against her, driving his tool deeper, inside her velvety softness. The head of his turncock, slamming against her g spot, was making Rachel lose her judgment. Her entire body was tied to her twat now, and all the esthesis coming from it. They were both soaked in their combined juices and the air was thick with all of the speech sound. David was letting out grunts now, his entire focal point on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every stroke. Sounds of AJ groaning and yanking on his prick, rattled through her ears, cheering her on. It was too hot for quarrel and they were all on the edge of cuming.

AJ could take no more than and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the chin, as she rode her new play toy. He turned her facial expression to him and pressed his rooster to her back talk, rubbing his pre cum on her lips. He knew she would not protest, and she opened her mouth, swallowing his entire cock, in one swift motility. David continued to British pound sterling her kitty-cat, as Rachel worked her husband'cock, moaning with every separatrix, her moaning cheering on David and vibrating AJ's sensitive putz. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her entire body, gripping David's cock in a fuddled vice. Her orgasm was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final thrust, in her oral fissure, and shot load after load of awkward cum down her throat. Rachel never missed a cadence and swallowed each watercourse, never wasting a drop. David cried out, at the incredible scene, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his first-class honours degree flow of stickiness sprayed her g spot, attempting to put out the raging ardour within her. She was just coming down from her wave of pleasure, when Jacques Louis David released his beginning wave of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into orgasm, her trunk convulsing with pleasure. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in pleasure, and the room went black.

Rachel opened her expectant middle and looked around the room. She was confused and it took her a instant to earn where she was. She had no idea how farsighted she had been out but the suite was softly lit by a lamp on the other side of the way and it was dark international. She raised up on a weak articulatio cubiti, and looked around the room. She was alone and naked. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the suite ringlet disengage and the way door open. She was greeted with David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some dissolute food purse. She smiled at her sexy men and they both smiled back."Well aspect who's FINALLY awake, David !"her husband said, as he sat a bag of food in front line of her on the bed."How prospicient was I out ? Why did you guys not wake me ?"she asked, poutiness in her voice."You looked so beautiful, we couldn't wake you."St. David said as he leaned in and kissed her quickly and softly. AJ leaned in kissed her harder, rougher, and with More importunity. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your rest, my cock starved wife. The nighttime is still new. We only let you sleep an 60 minutes, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. St. David flies out tomorrow afternoon, and we aren't going to emaciate a minute of it !"Rachel took a bite of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her raw pegleg, her pussy sizzling with her growing excitement. This was going to be ONE perdition OF A NIGHT, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy firemen pull off their pants and bring out their semi erect cocks, in front of her….. ONE HELL OF A NIGHT INDEED !