The car sparked to animation and we drove out straw man, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would get done. I saw Tasha waving and grin and then we bounced onto the road. A fully, excruciating second passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's prophylactic to get up"

I let out a intimation I didn't know I was holding and then Rachel announced herself

"Me, too ?"she said a bit loudly.

Tasha yelled and the car lurched as she jerked the wheel.

"I..I brought Rachel"I said, and then added"Just in case"

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

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

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

"Some piece of tail plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breathing space in preparation for the cloudburst of wild Holy Scripture, obscenities, and vilification my temper was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and shake up her head.

"I have a unspoilt idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most wickedness way.

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a flimsy hint of worry.

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

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

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

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

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

Tasha continued.

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

As her sex-starved ex, the solvent to that one outburst out of me before any witting thought could even censor, much less turn back it.

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

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

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect hour looking glass figure of speech. Her C-cup bosom are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a dancer, which formed themselves into the angelical ass you have ever seen. It's doggie out just so, and the earth form that perfect footling looker men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a punt staring at her walk.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five years we were married. I never came close. But, over the hold out week, with her needing me to serve her disappear and thus run away 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 last half minute, I would likely be getting surd anticipating another round of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

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

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

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

Tasha was talking to the master copy 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 bang-up, Rachel."Tasha quickly jumped in before I could answer"I'm really sword lily to take heed that you have been so giving lately. I was looking for a way to ask you something"

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

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

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

We were just a couple of minutes from arriving back at my place and I was dying to hump what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the past week ( See the old Two Can Keep a enigma chapters ). It had been the most adventuresome clock time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me junky and caused more than a few fights. close hebdomad I hooked up with her sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday political party. Great night. The following morning, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a sojourn. I found both gentlewoman naked and tied to a chair. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with mobster money and left them with the mental picture that Rachel had the hard cash. She didn't, but they would toss off her and likely Kim to find that out.

They came up with the idea of pretending to kill Rachel in a car accident and relief another body for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the plan. To thank me for the criminal offense I have and would commit, both char have been fucking me until my dick is raw and red. There are worse slipway to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me zip. Kim has been very uncoerced, even going as far as to give me license to fuck her best friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with articulatio humeri duration red hair. She's a small on the short incline, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and virtually of that extra ended up in her ass and boob. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to endure tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent effect have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both girl mature from gangly adolescent to stunning women.

Anyway at 1st I was reluctant to guide Kim up on her fling because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this first light, after she helped me perpetrate fraud at the crematory. I was very grateful for her aid. She didn't have to bring very hard to change my nous.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's winder, to bust into Rachel's dentist place, so we could take dental X-ray picture of a stiff that we would burn up in the car stroke, that we were planning, oh christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this section of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the silent alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my seat, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's dubiousness snapped me back to the present.

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

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

To be fair, Kim has used every excuse she could to sustain me do it her older babe in a kind of mode. Kim is most infer in that way, much to my joy and surprisal. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual lover, gave her a first-class honours degree charge per unit kitty beating. And, though loath at low gear, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a calendar week, is to the highest degree unlike her baby. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a shock. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you forget things. She is a little shorter than her babe, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss April is not as cute as misfire June. Your putz would shrivel up and boast away if you had to cheat the difference. After that, they look a lot a similar. Kim's breasts are a touch small-scale, but probably more strong. It is certainly fun to liken them. Kim's leg are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your waist.

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

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

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would have had to be crazy to believe that something sexual was not on Tasha's judgment. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible thing she hated and was praying that Tasha could not read her mind. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to recover from our adventure and thinking of these beautiful bodies was starting to awaken Giordano Bruno.

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

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

Tasha was mum, but I could see her smirking from my stance beside her. I was all too felicitous to let Rachel run her imagination through the gauntlet and work her self into a pother. After my metre with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at soul else.

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

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

I started to experience a footling guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent consistence to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this first light. She had had sex with me, and then six hour later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess up 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 ill-chosen 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 dentition and plenty loud enough for everyone to hear.

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was tacit, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to happen a diplomatic solution, but I was also not going solution for her.

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

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

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

Rachel's glare refocused to Tasha, held for a dissolute second, and then softened.

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

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

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

Rachel was unsounded and her gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of hand, walked over to her big babe and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a smell that could peel blusher, and then nodded.

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

Kim said that in a lawyerly tone, 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 have her incline ?"

"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 nerve this time.

"roll in the hay you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking kip with your dental practitioner ! All to aid you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a fuck ungrateful bitch ! I don't know if I should phone the cops or just kick your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both grow all-inclusive at the word ‘ cops ’. My belly did a flip, and I wondered if she was serious. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad things have come when emotion clouds rational thought. I figured I had better try to chill out affair down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroids. She will be nominated for Cunt of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more gripe than a pack of female person greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each night, to boot. She had a big mouth and the portion of the head that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more, right-hand Rachel ?'

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

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

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

"action mechanism speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to find out you burble about how distressing you are. I think you should show me."

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

"wellspring, Ron had told me what a good little slut you have been yourself these past few years"said Tasha with an acid tinged prosaic tone.

"I didn't use the watchword ‘ slovenly woman'” I interrupted, not wanting to be misquoted.

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too gracious to use that Christian Bible in this situation. 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 direction this was going, but the exact destination was a whodunit to me.

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

"Have you !"

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

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

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

"You don't strait very please about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could respond, Kim stepped in to hold her sister.

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

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

"OK, then"started Kim the small reconciler."What do you need Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

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

"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 experiment and more penalisation. But a minuscule contingent seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"metre to get to work out, Rachel."

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

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

"Mostly."came the solution"I'm thinking that since I am helping clean up your mess, you can serve cleanse 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 footling mouth ?"

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

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

"No, Tasha. Please, don't make me do that. Please, I said I was meritless 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 eve she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a pair of comfortable jeans and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red head of hair, showing all of us her rich 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 denim, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her blue jean to the base. Tasha was wearing a matching set of scanty. My middle focused on the belittled plot of land of cloth covering her pussy. I was searching for signaling of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to become aroused as Rachel begged to be spared the chagrin of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with affright starting to gain the upper manus.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the fabric of her bra springiness as the clasp was undone. Rachel's eyes were riveted to Tasha's chest 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 depend on higher on her pectus than their size should feature allowed. Her ring of color are a fiddling smaller than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a step towards my ex, as her finger's breadth began to slide into the waistband of her last remaining article of clothing.

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

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"commodity !"Tasha said, in a live up to tone,"Porn slut, you can commence by eating my pussycat"

With that, Tasha took her scanty down and off. She was completely defenseless 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.

"script 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 ma'am. I had expected shock and anger on her cheek. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim human face was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's case into her groin and ground her petty red muff into Rachel's grimace for a long irregular and then pulled her header back. Tasha's face looked a mixture of satisfaction and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to tip backwards and then fall down back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained upright. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to push Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would have the approach she didn't want.

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

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That look in force, Rachel. You are a good little porno slut."

As if in answer to a compliment, Rachel began to propel her head faster, working Tasha's cunt in an pressing fashion. Tasha began to rock and slowly thrust her pussy into Rachel's look. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stick equilibrate and to keep her face glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

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

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly unresolved. I noticed that Tasha's nipple had constricted into soused knots as her arousal spread to all areas.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lip. One of her hired man had dropped to her strawman and Kim rubbed her own slit, 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 flavor dependable. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

Rachel's drumhead was moving in a jerky rhythmic way. She reached up with one hired man 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 sass, but Rachel must have known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels good !"

Struggling to maintain her balance, Rachel let go with her hand and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her well friend.

"Kimmy ! My boobs ! Please !

I'm guessing that Kim knows of Tasha's sensitive breasts and was not surprised. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her human knee, so her lip was the same height as Tasha's whitish Patrick Victor Martindale White globes. Kim took Tasha's right knocker into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her oral cavity found Tasha's other breast and she began to suck and rally the erect and egotistic gumdrop. This brought an immediate response from her friend.

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

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

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

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

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

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her face from Tasha's twat. This seemed to break the enchantment and Tasha let idle and stood erect. She was breathing hard and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an embarrass smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big gulps 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 middle and began to bend into her for a candy kiss. They were in a vigorous bosom in then next second. Rachel looked at me with a prurient regard I had only dreamed of afore.

"Ron, please. Please adopt 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 paw behind her headspring and grabbed a handful of haircloth, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the shoulder and in a single move I pulled her to a standing position and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"Hands to yourself"

I said as I released her and pushed her back half a stair. I put my script between her still clothed legs and rubbed her pussy.

"You want me to get laid your bloody petty snatch ?"

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

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

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

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

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had begin worrying her set up breast nub as it fought to make it's mien 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."cartoon strip down to your scanty 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 pant off, before my pants had cleared my pelvis. She dropped down in strawman of me and jerk my dungaree the rest of the way down. She needed to teaching from this point, as my putz pointing at her olfactory organ made it clear what needed to be done.

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

"Oh, piece of tail, 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 count the prison term, on one paw, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reason was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the wide tending of my conscious mind.

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

"Oh, yeah ! suction on it ! Take me recondite !'

I didn't time lag for Rachel to swallow my stopcock. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat theatrical role and oblige the intrusion I looked into her middle and saw a compounding of lecherousness and fear. Only one of those storm me.

I ground me hips into her aspect and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her pharynx was giving the brain of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a trench intimation, but continued to look up at me.

"Sir Thomas More question, or do you need it up your ass ?"

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

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

"You don't sound too convince"I challenged

I saw anger elan for just a 2d then she begged in a most convincing tone.

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

With that she quickly danced out of her lacy underclothing and reel around. She quickly got on her helping hand 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 consideration, instruction, 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 days, never letting me near this delight. Now she offering it to me, nonsensitive. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

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

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

I did not need any of her lustfulness to wane. I was almost in panic, trying to think of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any Thomas More pain than I had to. But, as I turned to form my sprint, all opinion of Rachel were shoved out of brain. That was because my eyes fell on the sight of Tasha and Kim.

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

My tool was already surd enough to cut up granite and this was driving me mad with lecherousness. I took two footfall 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 hand and pushed Kim's side 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 stance and grabbed both of Tasha's monumental titmouse and squeezed them like nerf orb. Kim's hand moved up and found both mammilla, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the Same time. Tasha arched her dorsum and squealed in pleasure.

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

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

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

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

I knew that sound, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to go on. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her position in an instant. Rachel was still on her genu, but she was now resting her movement on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her climax. I reached between her leg and jerked her hand away from her clit.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

"I guess spit will 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 only track to the release the sexual climax that was holding her surety.

I wet my peter and thumb. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my sprinkle slick organ in my right hand. The head of my putz touched her small starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my Lucy Stone hard member.

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

I said in a becalm voice that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her well-nigh mean orifice. I pushed my stopcock onto her foreclose opening, not extremely intemperately, but I wasn't taking my metre either. But I had to pillory her ass. I had to pump her fast hole until I exploded.

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

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

I was so mangled. I didn't really want to bruise her, but my own sexual desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to glance over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her clothes and the two young lady were in a sixty-nine position, with the back of Kim's head blocking my vista of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's caput moved rhythmically as she pleasured her in effect champion. The whacking and moaning coming from the two dame send a sonic undulation of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. slack ! Slow !"begged Rachel

I was going as slow as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my dick. The feeling was pleasance to the peak of infliction and I wanted more. I thought I could experience Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the tissue layer separating her two mess. I wasn't sure, but I was surely that she felt even soused than when I took her ass cherry a few mean solar day ago.

Ignoring her pleas of sloth, I gave into my stem emotions and jammed the cobbler's last inch of turncock into Rachel's bunge yap. Another wave of delight shook my backbone as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hip joint and ground my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the star of finding another fraction of in of her ass.

I expected a shriek and cry of infliction from Rachel but a grunt was all I received. When I looked down, I saw that she was watching her babe eat Tasha's pussy. It was obvious this was turning her on.

Feeling just a smidge ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a business 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 comply. 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 fuck your ass."I said

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

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

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

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

The resistivity had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This clip Rachel made no sound other than her own big breathing. I took this to think she was ready to have her ass pounded.

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

smacking ! smacking ! smack ! The phone of her ass stopping my knife thrust acted as a challenge. It seemed to obligate me make a motion faster and harder.

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

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

I began to root for back on Rachel's articulatio coxae with each jabbing and magnified the intensity in which our bodies were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my cock, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her gut with my cum in a few irregular.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could experience that my spit had worn off and it was harder to fight. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and ground my coxa as hard as could into her, wanting to make this last ass push go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her shimmy quickly under me. The spirit of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my cock was a alone sensation that almost made me cum right then. If she had masturbated with it, I would suffer blown my load.

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

Figuring that having a wad of cotton fiber in her pussy would suffer dried her out, I worked up some Sir Thomas More spit and rubbed it on my cock, and then spat into my manus and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my eye darted to the two ma'am. Kim had lifted her boldness from Tasha's twat and had her eyes screwed shut, by an intense climax. Kim's backtalk was exposed in another still screeching and she was pushing her own pussycat onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to rock back and forth, desperately needing to have her snatch worked. I took the trace and began to pump her puss in at a steady, average pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two lady less than a dozen foundation away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's rosehip to make headway some external respiration room. I heard Tasha groan out

"Do my tits, Kim. wee-wee me cum !"

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

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her ally with her capitulum at Tasha's dresser. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a vain libia and her red muff, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grasp on Rachel's rose hip and began to piston into her as strong and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight pussy under my control, and the aphrodisiacal lady putting on a show in front of me. My senses were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent thrusts were making that clear to Rachel.

"Awwwl…most….there !"Rachel gasped out as an idea 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 back !'I commanded.

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

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the flat coat and started thrusting as firmly and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the bottom of her pussy, I would inch myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her spike.

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

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

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the border and I felt the coming photoflood my senses and carry away my witting thought and environs. As I began to erupt I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to shoot my onus through her. Rachel's knee joint touched the side of her head as I felt my foremost shot fill up her seminal fluid. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to retire and my perception returned.

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

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

Tasha was still on her spinal column with splayed legs facing me. Kim's right bridge player was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussy, while her lead hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cup, digging finger's breadth trenches with her sweat. That nipple was drawn into a tight knot about the size of it of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The early mamilla 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 gentlemanly thing to do, would be to give Kim some supporter. She was on her stifle, using her face and Tasha's breast to support nigh of her free weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's initiative and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sis had been mere minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's snatch, with her sassing slightly parted and very dampish with her own juice. My mitt on her hips gave her a split indorsement of warning before I pierced her cunt with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had force for.

At that mo Tasha let out a lamentation as the penultimate instant over took her.

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, screwing !

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

Tasha was coming down from her high, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, abash grin. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's bitch and the side to side rocking of Tasha's breasts adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her climax took her. That little phone seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my oculus, waiting for my own external respiration and eye rate to return to normal. I could hear the sound of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

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

"I tried difficult, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not delight, 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 petty giggle and she snuggled finisher. I heard Tasha get up and opened my eyes to see her raw torso squatting down to retrieve her cloths. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"Leaving ?"I asked

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

Tasha turned her attention to Kim.

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

Tasha had added emphasis on ‘ being'making it discharge she was speaking of the conclusion fifteen minute of arc and continued.

"But, what I said still goes. I'm out. You can holler if you really, really, need my service, like if your living is on the pipeline. But, this is getting to be more than I can take."

She had not plosive speech sound dressing during this brusque talking to and had her pants and blouse on before the final time period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the electric chair and finished put on her shoes.

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

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

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

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would find undecomposed"I said thought of the hot water, not Kim's firm, aphrodisiacal 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 put-upon tampon.

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

"But, don't use all the hot body of water !'

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was nice, but felt a short mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a short hot water, we went down stairs 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 make it look like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

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

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, worked up, and order them we have no approximation. Besides, if we do it around here, the body will end up on Dr. Syygo's board, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the best medical examiner in the state. Even the Colorado River bureau of investigating calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the body was there, you could stay fresh an eye on matter, and maybe help to steer them in the good 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"

"flavor Kim, the plan is to have the constabulary think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the dorsum of my judgement that if the burned body ended up with a rushed or incompetent medical checkup examiner, we might just have it ruled as an fortuity. That would keep the police force completely out of it."

"B.but, I…I..but"Kim said with her eye starting to swell up and her vocalism breaking"I would feel s.so m….."

And then she lost it, and her helping hand went up to her brass, shielding her tears from me.

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a cold-shoulder note of panic"What ? !"

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

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

"I would feel salutary about all of this if it were happening in your mortuary. Where you could prevent an eye on matter and account newsworthiness to us. It is going to kill me not know what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal clarity that belied the go 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 ingest her in my blazonry

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

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

"This is going to make for a engaged day tomorrow. I need to scout out a post and then refigure out how to cause this happen. In the hatful, I was going to just light the car on fire and push button it down an embankment. We are fresh out of cliffs and such here on the plains."I said with a tone 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 boundary to her voice.

I rolled my center.

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

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my way and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally massage her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my judgement. So many head. How would we deplumate this off ? What would I say to the cop where they came around ? Would they be shady justly away ? Would our story hold up up ? But, metre and time again, my mind would return to How. I finally dozed off with that dubiousness still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the threshold by 6:30 AM. I headed to north Aurora and spent about two time of day driving around. I found a fairly secluded spot, where the old farm road turned 90 level. If a person were to omit that play, there was a large Tilia heterophylla tree to prevent you from ruining part of the James Leonard Farmer's craw. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My next stop was household depot. I needed to get some things. After I had found the topographic point to stage our accident, it became crystalize there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to need a few things to assist us pull it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank car and get a picayune excess for tonight. We were going to need it.

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

"You're frickin'crazy !"said Rachel

"You'll kill yourself !"resound Kim

"Fine. Do you have a unspoilt estimation ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you opine it would naturally just burst into flame. We have to at to the lowest degree try to make the fervidness seem like piece of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a clangoring into a Tree ? How will it look if you're drained, too ?"exclaimed Kim

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

We went back and Forth River like this for about of an time of day. But, in the end, the ma'am could come up with no other choice if we were to do this in Aurora.

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

It went to the driveway and brought my Home Depot purchase to the garage. In a pair of hours I had finished what I called my Acceleration Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would allow me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's stern. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an angle so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro shoulder strap, which would hold the control stick to the pedal point, but fastened so I could take out it informal with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a prospicient leather strap, to turn over me some way to keep me from losing the stick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five congius can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few oz. in a glass jar. It was now time to educate Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely decisive that the dead body could not be identified through finger prints. So to make sure that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many item in each finger and part of her helping hand. When the fire began to cauterise the subcutaneous gasoline, her stallion mitt should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock bags over each of her hands and left her in the now disconnect deep-freeze. It had served its purpose of keeping her at 34 degrees, but now with just 60 minutes to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's senior high school school ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to give the police something else to assist with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything ready. Now we just had to waitress for it to get dark and late.

Dinner was fast food that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our stomachs. For the past times week affair had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no time to think about anything. I was either working on some constituent of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the baby, or Tasha. Now, there was time to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any salutary. I kept blurting out random head ;

"Will this really run ?"

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

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

"When will the police show up at my threshold ?"

Each question made the little girl startle, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

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

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

I had an idea what her accent fill-in plan was, and ordinarily I would stimulate been all for it. But, right now my head was a mess and I didn't think a blow job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to deflect her gently."I need to keep my head in the biz. I want to defecate 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 bedroom. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure she was going to turn on the tears again. But, she just lay on her incline facing me.

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

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to follow her lead. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off respective prison term and piece of the evening melted away. But, the eternal rest was not bass or very reposeful. 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 concluding preparations.

We loaded the two gas tail end into my car and put the dead body in Rachel's back seat, covering it with a blanket. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the mantle would at least buy us sentence to think of something or hope the cop got a more serious call taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about fifteen minutes we would be at the intersection of fate and decisiveness. There our lives were going to change forever.


To be continued .