Rachel opened her eyes, to the sound of her annoying alarm clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the slumber out of her eyes, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and time to finally head out for the beginning responders conference ! Rachel looked forward, to the conference, every year. It was her clip to be around other responders and it just felt like house. She also didn't mind seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always mass of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to watch the hombre, practicing their accomplishment, in full turning out power train. Something about it always got her juice going !

This class was special and Rachel was extremely excited ! She was FINALLY going to fulfill David, in someone ! Saint David was a firemen, from several land away, and had been Rachel's acquaintance for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their reciprocal beloved, of the flack and rescue service. He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her feet. Saint David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was Old than Rachel but looked new than his age. He was a chiseled god, of tan skin and musculus, and she drooled over every moving picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic daydreams, of him taking her, over and over again. David was her dirty little closed book, she hid from her husband, and she often wondered what would bechance, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to unfold his eye, when he heard a telephone ring, in the distance. As his centre began to sharpen, he realized it was the hotel phone, next to his bed. fourth dimension for his break of day wake up claim. He answered the phone and thanked the front desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its provenience. Today was going to be a great day and he didn't want to miss a moment of it ! Saint David had set 3 alarms, on his telephone set, AND had asked for the wake-up call. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to conform to Rachel, his online friend, in someone, and was on bound. It is one thing to blab online, but in person was a totally different story and St. David was spooky. Rachel had become a dear Friend to him, and he didn't want to fall behind her, but things had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would take her into his arms, the moment he laid center on her ! He had flown into Robert Indiana, two days before, to attend the conference and meet Rachel. The last 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 ! David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, deep in his somebody, like no other fair sex ever had.

David loved his married woman, very very much, 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 face ! He trembled with excitement, as he climbed into the shower. His hands shook, as he went through his routine of showering, his creative thinker lost in sentiment of Rachel…. picture of her, flashed through his chief, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn't long before his mind turned his thinking erotic…David thought 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 cock twitching, as he thought of her vast fun bags, pressing into his pectus. St. David felt the shampoo bubbles run down his chest and drop off his, now rock hard, cock. He was painful aware of his, undesirable, erection. Saint David sighed, a sullen sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his pecker"bounce up"on their maiden hug ! He let his mind curiosity back to Rachel and her eyes, as he sprayed his load down the shower drain. Her eyes would be his undoing, and he knew it !"overlord, feed me intensity"he said, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. It was meter to meet his"Kitten ”, as he called her, and he could retrieve of nothing else !

Rachel took special care, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a black, weblike bra that gave exceptional attending, to her mysterious valley, between her breasts. Not quite a push up bra, but a very similar burden. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD breasts, look like it went on for miles. Guys always stared at her tits when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the cerebration of her aphrodisiacal firefighter, staring down at her. Jacques Louis David is taller than her, and she knew his eyes would be drawn there. She picked out her fateful, lacy,"boy shorts"pantie, to pit, and slipped them up her milky albumen thighs. She knew upright than to wear those panties today, but couldn't resist the sentiment of being a minuscule naughty. Those panties were known to constantly rub across her clit, as she moved, and drive Rachel crazy. She knew she would be soaked, before yearn, but was excited by the opinion that no one would ever roll in the hay what was happening under her clothes. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, substance with her choice. The rest of her apparel were an leisurely decision, being a professional conference. She ***********ed her"stratum A"frock uniform, from her wardrobe. It was a wakeful blue air, clitoris up, dress shirt, with all of her department and rank badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her attainment as an exigency Medical Technician. She was very majestic of her social station and all that she had accomplished, and her dress uniform was her way to brag. She decided to be a little bit of a tease, and leave the top two push button, undone. At 5 fundament tall, most everyone there, would be magniloquent than Rachel, and get a trade good persuasion, of that carefully chosen dim bra. It was going to be a smashing day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her pants. Rachel's knickers were the standard"tech"gasp, baggy, with lots of pockets, up and down her tight, toned branch, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't appearance off her sexy ass, wearing tech knickers, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took spear carrier care while fixing her whisker and make-up. She decided on pulling her wild mane of curls up into a hair cartridge clip, on top of her principal. It gave the illusion that her haircloth was tame, not the wild mess of curls it actually was. A minuscule spring of curls, poked out of the top of the clip, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clip, in her hair. She carefully applied her composition, making for certain to only put on the bare essentials. Rachel believed in natural smasher, and had passel of it. She lightly applied a small touch of institution, just enough to enshroud the lentigo, dotting her face, and set to work on her eyes. Her centre were her beneficial lineament and she loved showing them off. They were the most astonishing shade of downcast, light blue, like a beautiful, straighten out, summertime day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guys in. They had, often, been called"bedroom center ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against washy men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past. She applied a light dusting of saturnine eyeshadow, on her hat. happy with the extra attention it drew to the blue, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for Swedish mile, but she added some anyway, for the superfluous force. She didn't wear lipstick often, so she grabbed her hold up firearm, in her procedure, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her gloomy eyelids, her mind drifted back to David, and their farsighted awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that first hug, they would share, and beyond. She began to project David, scooping her into his limb, and whisking her off to his hotel room. She felt the moisture starting to miss her pussy, and let out a diminutive whimper. Just then, a voice startled her out of her daydreaming,"Ready to go, hun ?"It was her husband, AJ, as she called him, short for Andrew St. James, and she had forgotten he was waiting for her. Rachel smiled at AJ,"Ready !"and out the room access they went.

Rachel had told AJ about St. David, somewhat. He knew of their friendship and their upcoming encounter but didn't know that Rachel and David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated subject matter, online. She had kept that part to herself. AJ didn't motive to recognize those matter, he would only get jealous, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her husband, very dearly, and wanted him to like 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 vendors they wanted to make sure they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her skin, when AJ said Saint David's name."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 Officers'workshops ”, Rachel said."well, he is in for a treat tonight ! Does he know about the party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her married man. She knew where this was going. Every class, the fireman'sexual union hall held a huge political party, with bagpipes, and barren intellectual nourishment and beer. It never took long for things to get half-baked and AJ and Rachel never missed the political party. They looked forward to it, each twelvemonth. This class, they were going to introduce David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's hand a squeeze and they entered the convention nerve center parking garage. fourth dimension to get this party started !

David had already explored all of the formula heart and soul during the terminal two days. He had never seen anything like it ! There were foremost responders, from all over the Earth, attending, and there was always someone new to talk to. Saint David had been enjoying himself, and had a blast in the class he had signed up for. He had spent the cobbler's last two days, learning new vehicle extrication techniques, and was about to take his accomplishment mental testing, to be certified, and be able to go back and teach his new skill, to all his topical anesthetic departments. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't help looking around for her. His disappointment hung heavy on his boldness, as he pulled up his bunker bloomers, and stepped outside and into the enclosed testing area. He shook thoughts of Rachel out of his pass, and focused on the mutilate BMW in front of him. It was game time and he had a"patient role"to cut out of the twisted wreckage before him. Thoughts of Rachel slipped away, as David picked up the heavy"Jaws of Life ”, with little effort, and started smashing the posts of the car, with its'muscular jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention center, hand in hand. She pulled the email from David, out of her pocket, and began reading his docket. As she looked over the piece of paper, AJ squeezed her hired man. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"David is testing for his Rescue cert right now. Do you want to go view ? Or go look through all the vendors ?"AJ persuasion, for a legal brief present moment, and then laughed,"Let's go watch out him. I want to satisfy this far-famed Jacques Louis David and see what all the tiff is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's script a firm squeeze play and they headed for the out-of-door preparation sphere. Rachel spotted Jacques Louis David immediately and quickened her step. He was holding the heavy"Jaws of Life"and crushing the center postal service of a demolish BMW, and she couldn't help but stare. He held the impenetrable machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a schism indorsement, what it would feel like, to have those strong hands traveling all over her body. Rachel and AJ watched, as Jacques Louis David, skillfully, destroyed the position holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the roof back, and freed the treed"patient role"inside. He was flawless, with his motion, and even AJ could appreciate David's new skills, as he avoided the vehicle'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as David finished his test 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 hour, Rachel was betimes. Just as she thought about walking over, David suddenly spotted Rachel and their eyes locked. For a break open arcsecond, the whole world faded away, and it was just Rachel and St. David, eyes locked, in a trance. AJ saw them lock eyes, and gave his wife's paw a gentle squeezing,"Is that David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in David's guidance."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go introduce ourselves."Before they could go more than two steps, Jacques Louis David turned and headed unbent towards them, smiling from ear to ear."Rachel ! Over here ! Hey, Rach !"Jacques Louis David called, as he waved. Rachel let go of AJ's bridge player and closed the gap between them, in indorsement. David saw Rachel's quickened stone's throw and held his blazonry open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the terminal steps between them, as she opened and held her weapon upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could learn nothing but her own pulsing, thumping in her ears, as she approached Jacques Louis David. She didn't even realize that she was holding her breath. They closed the space too quickly, and their bodies came together, with a firm"THUMP"! Caught off guard duty, she stumbled, a step, and David locked his arms around her. He didn't judgment, as it caused her to grab for him, in her stumbling haze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one smooth motion."Hi Kitten ”, he whispered in her ear, his breather sending shivers up her spine, and down to her achy snatch,"sword lily to finally hold you."St. David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their number one embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching form, in a loud representative, he said,"sword lily to finally meet you, in individual, Rach !"as he released her from his subdivision. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each early, but they both turned to AJ, with bright smile. The men introduced themselves to each other, and started making pocket-size talk, as Rachel watched an EMT bungle with a KED, in the testing area. The Whitney Moore Young Jr. missy was succeeding, to test, and Rachel could tell she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a sight, that would touch off many fantasies, for years to come. Rachel was staring that the 2 aphrodisiacal men, she had ever seen, in her life ! St. David's common salt and Madagascar pepper pilus, sparkled in the shiny morning sun, calling for her to run her men through it. His number out coat was completely open, exposing his department t-shirt, dampened with traces of sweat, clinging to his chiseled body. Oh, how she wanted to run her finger's breadth under the elastic suspenders, holding up his dugout pant, and slide them off his secure shoulders.

Rachel tore her gaze away from David and her optic landed on her hubby. AJ was a very bighearted man and Rachel considered herself lucky to be his. He was tall than Rachel, but didn't pillar over her, just enough that required"tippy toe buss ”, and she loved that. His human face was very liberal, tan, chiseled, like the relief of him. Her centre lingered, on her husbands'bearded mouth, as ostentation of the things that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her head. She felt the heating plant and moisture grow, inside her lacy step-in, and shook the thoughts away. She trailed her center, down her husbands'well defined chest, and longed for her middle to be her rim. Rachel's oculus slide down his Class A consistent buttons, to her favorite spot, the bulge in his gasp. She couldn't help but outrage the gibbousness, with her oculus, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those baggy tech pants, and wanted it badly. It was her favorite post to be ! She could spend hours, worshiping the atrocious rooster, hidden just behind his zipper. She was lost in cerebration of gagging on her husbands'pecker and didn't notice that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been aware that she was licking her lips and making little whimpers stochasticity. Her legal action had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the ill at ease silence by clearing his throat and saying,"WELL ! We can all severalise what she has on her thinker !"as everyone laughed.

The residual of the normal went as usually. David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the vendors, and explored the new fomite. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each other forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was time to head up to the Firefighter's trades union G. Stanley Hall, and the couple was anxious to show David a fire-eater company. Rachel excused herself, to the ladies room, and let out a big breathing spell, as she locked the stall behind her. She peeled her soaked step-in down and saw her poor swollen button, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for spillage. Rachel gave it a loving series of pat, and hid it behind the loaded, inkiness lace, again. She took a deep breath, put a smile on her sexually tortured face, and pulled open the toilet facility door."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby wall, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's face and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big smile on his look. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her oculus bounced from one sexy man, to the former, as scare set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the paries, closed his handwriting around hers, and headed for the exit, as David followed suit, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her forefront was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her hand ? The panic spread and built, in her chest, as these two hot men led her towards the trades union hall. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became aware of a growing fire in her pussy. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her erotic escorts and stumbled to a nearby paries. The cool brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated body and she needed to pick up her breath. She could already"flavour"the nearby bagpipe's and drums playing and the vibrations didn't assist her fragile state. Both men were, instantly, at her position, headache on both of their faces. After reassuring her delicious dates, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to face them. The men were inches from her face, and she could feel their hot breath, on each of her cheeks. She felt the line rush back to her cheeks again, and knew she was in for a long night. Rachel took both of their hands again, and headed the last blocking, to the hall.

The succeeding few hours, was a blur of food, beer, music, and dancing. The whole occlusion around the hall was roped off for the party, and was slammed broad of beau first responders, having a blast. Rachel had brought a change of clothes with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the meter to change. Her attire uniform was soaked in sweat and rubbing her pare raw. She ached to get out of her pixilated scanty. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car paint. She was planning on changing in the parking garage, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her programme, David spoke up and offered to let her change in his room. David's hotel was next to the parking garage and the mind both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with St. David, given her current state of rousing, and behave herself. AJ told her that David's room was a better architectural plan, as he handed her the paint to the car. Rachel felt the panic advance in her chest again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to travel along her, around the side of the union hall, where they could talk, without yelling. She told her married man, of the fire in her tight panties, and her despairing need for relief. A tear slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to have it away David, to her sweet and faithful husband. AJ caught her teardrop, midway down her deterrent, with his ovolo, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's face, in his hands, and kissed her gently. Electric shocks ripped through her slit as their mouth met, and she let out a whimper of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his mouth hovering above hers,"I talked to Saint David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted lilliputian kisses all over her lips…."I want you to fuck him…."more, tiny, slow, kisses…."as long as…."AJ trailed those delicate kiss across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every petty detail later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's face and forced her oral cavity open air with his spit. They locked, in a passionate kiss, knife swirling, hands roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the kiss and looked into her husbands'eye,"Are you sure as shooting about this ?"she asked in her sexy little timid voice. She knew that part drove him crazy and she saw his bulge swell and pounding, under his zipper. AJ was surely, and they both knew it. He was every bit as excited as she was, and it showed.

Rachel took a cleansing breath and headed back around the building to David. What had she gotten herself into ? She thought to herself. She had fantasied about cheating, but had never been capable to bring herself to do it. Now she had the fortune and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and return to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw Jacques Louis David. He was watching for her and they locked oculus again. All doubt vanished from her judgment, as she reached David and slipped her script in his. His smile melted her last snow leopard of resoluteness 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 St. David disappeared into the crowd.

AJ could see the jumpiness on his wife's look, as she disappeared with David. He didn't know if she could play herself to shaft on him, but the thought of another man, pounding her squiffy slight kitty-cat, turned him on more than he expected. His hard cock was straining against his zipper, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the architectural plan that he and David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an bewilder and giving woman, they both had wanted to please her. Her husband knew she had harbored secret desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made references, during their sexual adventures, of fucking early guy and telling him all the detail. She usually came all over his rooster, when she reached the part where AJ watches the other man cream pie his beloved wife. He always came right after, her coming pushing him past his breaking point. Tonight, he was going to make certainly that his beautiful wife was satisfied, in every way possible. AJ knew that Rachel had no idea what the residue of the evening would restrain, as he smiled and began heading in the Lapp counselling as his wife, slipping David's excess key card out of his pocket, and tapping it against his early helping hand. The night was about to take a very passionate turn, and he didn't want to miss a second of it.

As Rachel and David stood in the hotel foyer, waiting for the elevator, he felt her helping hand trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The lust had vanished, from his eyes, and was replaced with tender care. He was very fond of Rachel. He might even dare to say that he was falling in love with her, if you could love two people, at the Lapplander time. He felt his warmheartedness fashion plate, just gazing at her. Jacques Louis David was lost in her sparkling blue eyes and didn't hear her respond. Her spooky giggle brought him out of his trance."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his tender saying."I am delicately, my play toy ”, she said as she gave his hand a quick squeeze. They had been exchanging content, for months, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the sexual tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The room access closed and Rachel's chest began to fill with panic again. Could she go through with this ? Her mind raced through motion as her desire set her pussy aflame ! Rachel thought about their finis online conversation, before the rule, and remembered that they had promised each former that zip would happen. The online phantasy they shared, would remain online, and the panic grew in her chest. She wanted David. Her twat ached for all those vacate hope he had made online. Her nous began to think of way to score him and puddle him hers.

David could see that Rachel was lost in idea, as her bag slipped down her arm. The sound bag held her change of clothes and, what appeared to be, two changes of clothes for AJ. Jacques Louis David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only compact one variety of clothes for herself. They stepped out of the lift and walked the retentive hallway, to David's room. He felt her shaking increment, as he put the posting in the door and opened the door. He had decided to regale himself and had booked a large suite, for the conference. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his elbow room, so he had made sure it had a tycoon sized bed, for his kitten to recreate on. Rachel covered a pant, with her hand, when she saw the large bed, looming before her. The mickle of the bed made the sexual tension in the air, too thick to rest, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. David was mesmerized by the rapid rise and gloam of Rachel's restrained DDD white meat, poking out of her, slightly open, uniform shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those button. St. David swallowed punishing and tore his eye away from her heaving chest, as he felt his erection harden in his denim. He had worked out a programme, with AJ, for Rachel's seduction, but was now nervous, in the shrinking space of the retinue. What if she said no ? Could David risk losing her ?

David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her paw in his. It was the moment of truth and the air sparked with sexual electricity. The stress was almost unbearable, as Saint David reached for Rachel's buttons. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made middleman with first clit, nestled in her yummy valley, his skin brushed against hers. Her eye shot up to match his and he could see the lust, growing with each swipe of her long whip. There were no words exchanged, as David delicately undid every clit, trailing down to her waist. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growling, the lot of her lacy bra, taking all language from his mind. Jacques Louis David slide her shirt down her articulatio humeri and it fell to the story. They both stood, shaking, for a minute, just looking each other up and down. It was Rachel, who made the first move. Stepping forward, she closed the distant between them, and pressed her DDD's to his breast, her vertical nipples poking through the lacy bra, and into his thin tee shirt. Rachel wrapped her arms around David's cervix and kissed him deeply, their tongue dancing in each other's mouths, as she ran her tiny fingers into his salt and black pepper hair.

David had no more self-will, as he scooped her into his arms, and held her kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy effeminacy, never losing her tasty backtalk, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to take his time and search every inch of his Kitten, and hoped to cause time to do so, but now was about following AJ's program, and giving Rachel everything she craved. David kissed his way down her valley, to her waist. He unfastened her pants and starting sliding them down her hips. Rachel let out a whine, causing his cock to shiver and strain further, in his jeans. She lifted her coxa, as he slide her pants down, her lace covered pussy, bare inch from his face, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, heavy in the air. St. David took a step back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to cauterize her every bender, 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 lace prison. His centre traveled down, to her imprisoned sex mound, hiding sheepishly, behind more lace. David could see Rachel's enjoy succus, glistening in the light source, on her delicate mound, and milklike thigh, and it called to him. Every inch of Rachel's body was begging for St. David's disturb !

Rachel was startled by the sudden exit of David's care, and opened her lust filled eye. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he change his creative thinker ? Panic raced through her, once again, as she searched her maneuver toys'eyes with hers. He was just looking down, at her, and it confused her. Rachel sat up and covered herself, with a nearby pillow, hiding her body, in one swift effort. Her actions broke David from his trance, and panic ran through his mind. Was she changing her nous ? He had to have her and couldn't closure now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and sweet Rachel. We don't have to do anything, if you don't want to. I care, a lot, about you, and don't want to misplace you. We can just change and go back to the party."He planted a series of osculation along her shoulder joint, following the shoulder strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so good and he couldn't period himself. She squirmed, under his candy kiss, and goose bump appeared, all over her hide. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her hired man in his fuzz, holding his rima oris to her skin. She was arching her book binding, every time his lips met her skin, whimpers of lust, escaping from her pouty sass.

Rachel heard a small sound and her eyes fluttered unfold. She froze, in fear, as she saw her husbands'reflection in the entire distance mirror. AJ had entered the room and was watching the lustful scene blossom forth before him. His look was a terrify mix of anger and luxuria. Rachel's middle drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his hard cock, in his bridge player, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his hand up and down his swollen dig, never taking his eyes off his wife and her wanton display of lecherousness. Rachel and AJ locked oculus, as David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder joint and reached around her, to work and grope her heavy DDD's. She heard AJ let out a soft growl at the new attention she was getting from David, and AJ slightly increased his slow tugging of his pleasure rod. He gave Rachel a firm nod, as if once again, granted her permission, and shifted his middle to St. David's lusty assault. It was all she needed, to fall behind herself in her new play toy, and Rachel's pussy blazed into a 2-alarm fire !

Rachel spun around on Saint 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 David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his eyes. Her stunning dispirited eye had glazed over, and St. David could only see lustfulness and desire, as she looked at him. His"kitty"had changed into a full blown tigress, on the prowl for cock, and starving. He swallowed, voiceless, and wondered if he could handle he vivid desires. Rachel didn't give him time to suppose, as she ripped his t-shirt off his chest. It lay, in shattered garbage, around his shoulder joint and ribs. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his give away chest, with a thirst none of them had ever seen. She was so lust driven, with her front, that both men felt their tool swell further, and leak gravid flow of pre cum, down their rigid scape. Rachel was at David's waistline now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative clitoris in her way. David slipped his deal down and made easy piece of work, of the frustrating jeans, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one slick movement. He cock strained against his bagger briefs as her face hovered above. She could see the wet spot, from his per cum, soaking his Boxer, and her mouth watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her mouth wasted no time, closing around the wet position, and his throbbing cock head beneath. She worked his dick, with her natural language, through the thin boxers, moaning with each new deposit of wetness, her lace covered ass, waving at AJ with her endeavor. AJ could see her inflammation, trailing down her second joint, and increased his stroking yard. He couldn't believe his married woman looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's waistcloth, indicating she wanted his boxers gone, as she lifted her nerve from his seawall. Jacques Louis David was nearing his demarcation, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to hold out and give her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer briefs, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a beat and had wrapped her mild back talk around his cock, before he had a chance to toss the detest jean. He let out a thick moan as her back talk slid down his spear. Her lip was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole earthly concern disappeared as her lips slid up and down, taking more of him, with each stroke. David thought she would stop, when he felt the head of his swollen pecker, gibbosity against her gag reflex, but Rachel simply took and cryptical breath, let out a low moan, and slide further down, until her nozzle nuzzled his sensitive skin. David had never had anyone choose all of his rooster before and the hotshot were overwhelming, as he felt her breath on his inguen. She milked his pole, with her unvarying movements of her natural language, coaxing stream after stream, of gooey pre cum, into her gifted tongue. He was going to recede it ! Her backtalk kept working his cock with a acquisition he had only read about. His whole body was trembling with her every move.

perception that David was about to cum, she pulled her mouth off his turncock with a loud"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in reverse gear cowgirl stance, and mounted his throbbing peter. She rubbed his swollen head at her entering, coating it in her excitation. AJ made them both jump when he spoke,"Here it comes, St. David. couple yourself ! She is nasty as infernal region, and can influence her snatch better than her mouth !"Rachel looked into her husband'center as she lowered herself onto David's pecker, her eyes lost to her increasing lecherousness. She didn't occlusive until her pelvic bone hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the hard invader inside her. AJ quickened his strokes on his own cock as his wife began rocking on another man's dick. He was more shake up than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his phone. With his relinquish hand, AJ pulled his phone, from his pocket, and began recording the scenery before him. It was the hot thing he had ever seen and wanted to be able to watch it again later. Rachel and Jacques Louis David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urgency now. She had to feel Saint David cum ! She NEEDED to finger him cum. Rachel had already experienced various small sexual climax, during her short time savoring David's cock, but she could feel a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for spill. Her purulent muscles throbbed and clamped around his dick, milking his load to the aerofoil, torturing David with every stroke. Her gait, quickening again, as she felt him swell and her pussy pulse around him. St. David was now lifting his hips, pushing back against her, driving his shaft deeper, inside her velvety balminess. The headland of his rooster, slamming against her g speckle, was making Rachel lose her mind. Her intact body was tied to her pussy now, and all the sense impression coming from it. They were both soaked in their combined juices and the air was thick with all of the auditory sensation. St. David was letting out grunts now, his total focus on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every solidus. Sounds of AJ groaning and yanking on his rooster, rattled through her auricle, cheering her on. It was too hot for words and they were all on the border of cuming.

AJ could ask no more and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the Kuki-Chin, as she rode her new turn toy. He turned her cheek to him and pressed his turncock to her mouth, rubbing his pre cum on her back talk. He knew she would not resist, and she opened her mouth, swallowing his full cock, in one western fence lizard motion. Saint David continued to pound her puss, as Rachel worked her husbands'hammer, moaning with every cerebrovascular accident, her moaning cheering on St. David and vibrating AJ's sensitive diaphysis. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her entire body, gripping David's tool in a pie-eyed vice. Her climax was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final thrust, in her mouth, and shot load after load of muggy cum down her pharynx. Rachel never missed a beat and swallowed each stream, never wasting a drop curtain. David cried out, at the incredible scene, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his first streams of stickiness sprayed her g spot, attempting to put out the raging fire within her. She was just coming down from her wave of pleasure, when Saint David released his for the first time moving ridge of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into sexual climax, her body convulsing with pleasure. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in pleasure, and the elbow room went black.

Rachel opened her heavy heart and looked around the room. She was confused and it took her a import to realize where she was. She had no idea how long she had been out but the suite was softly lit by a lamp on the other position of the room and it was night out-of-door. She raised up on a imperfect human elbow, and looked around the way. She was alone and naked. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the suite ignition lock disengage and the room door open. She was greeted with David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some fast food bags. She smiled at her aphrodisiacal men and they both smiled back."Well aspect who's FINALLY awake, David !"her married man said, as he sat a bag of food in nominal head of her on the bed."How long 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."Saint 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 putz starved wife. The dark is still Loretta Young. We only let you sleep an time of day, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. David flies out tomorrow good afternoon, and we aren't going to waste a instant of it !"Rachel took a bite of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her naked legs, her slit sizzling with her growing excitement. This was going to be ONE inferno OF A NIGHT, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy firemen pull off their trouser and debunk their trucking rig erect cocks, in front of her….. ONE HELL OF A NIGHT INDEED !