Rachel opened her eyes, to the speech 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 centre, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and time to finally manoeuvre out for the first responders conference ! Rachel looked forward, to the league, every twelvemonth. It was her time to be around other responders and it just felt alike home. She also didn't judgment seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always plenty of eye confect walking around, and Rachel loved to keep an eye on the guys, practicing their acquirement, in full turn out paraphernalia. Something about it always got her succus going !

This year was particular and Rachel was extremely stimulate ! She was FINALLY going to meet David, in someone ! David was a firemen, from several nation away, and had been Rachel's acquaintance for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their reciprocal passion, of the fire and rescue avail. He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her feet. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was older than Rachel but looked jr. than his age. He was a cheat god, of tan hide and muscles, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in titillating daydreaming, of him taking her, over and over again. David was her cheating little secret, she hid from her married man, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to open his eyes, when he heard a telephone ring, in the distance. As his oculus began to focalise, he realized it was the hotel sound, side by side to his bed. Time for his good morning wake up call. He answered the phone and thanked the forepart desk for waking him, and laid the earpiece back in its cradle. Today was going to be a great day and he didn't want to omit a present moment of it ! David had set THREE alarms, on his phone, AND had asked for the wake-up call. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to come across Rachel, his online friend, in someone, and was on edge. It is one thing to blab online, but in individual was a totally unlike account and David was nervous. Rachel had become a heartfelt friend to him, and he didn't want to lose her, but matter had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would take her into his weapon, the moment he laid eyes on her ! He had flown into Indiana, two days before, to look the conference and meet Rachel. The shoemaker's last two days had been torture for him, knowing she was closemouthed than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! Saint David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, oceanic abyss in his person, like no other cleaning lady ever had.

David loved his wife, very often, but Rachel calls to him, as only a verboten love could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to meet her, face to cheek ! He trembled with excitement, as he climbed into the cascade. His manus shook, as he went through his subprogram of showering, his mind lost in intellection of Rachel…. Pictures of her, flashed through his promontory, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn't long before his mind turned his thoughts 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 assistance but palpate his cock twitch, as he thought of her huge fun udder, pressing into his pectus. David felt the shampoo bubbles run down his breast and drip off his, now rock backbreaking, putz. He was abominable aware of his, undesirable, hard-on. David sighed, a heavy sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his cock"spring up"on their first hug ! He let his idea wonder back to Rachel and her oculus, as he sprayed his load down the shower bath drain. Her heart would be his undoing, and he knew it !"Lord, devote me intensity"he said, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. It was time to meet his"Kitten ”, as he called her, and he could think of zero else !

Rachel took particular care, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a black, lacy bra that gave peculiar attention, to her mysterious valley, between her chest. Not quite a push up bra, but a very standardised outcome. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD breasts, look like it went on for miles. Guy always stared at her bosom when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the cerebration of her sexy relief pitcher, staring down at her. David is tall than her, and she knew his eyes would be drawn there. She picked out her black, lacy,"boy boxershorts"scanty, to match, and slipped them up her milky white thigh. She knew better than to bear those scanty today, but couldn't resist the idea of being a lilliputian naughty. Those pantie were known to constantly rub across her button, as she moved, and drive Rachel weirdo. She knew she would be soaked, before long, but was excited by the thinking that no one would ever know what was happening under her clothes. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, capacity with her choice. The rest of her clothes were an well-fixed decision, being a professional conference. She ***********ed her"Class A"dress uniform, from her loo. It was a light blue, clitoris up, dress shirt, with all of her department and rank and file badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her attainment as an exigency Medical Technician. She was very proud of her rank and all that she had accomplished, and her clothes uniform was her way to boast. She decided to be a lilliputian bit of a tease, and leave the top two buttons, undone. At 5 foot tall, most everyone there, would be taller than Rachel, and get a good thought, of that carefully chosen blacken bra. It was going to be a big day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her pants. Rachel's pants were the standard"tech"pants, baggy, with tons of pockets, up and down her tight, toned branch, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't show off her sexy ass, wearing technical school pants, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took extra tutelage while fixing her hairsbreadth and war paint. She decided on pulling her baseless mane of roll up into a hair cartridge holder, on top of her head. It gave the conjuring trick that her hair was tame, not the wild mess of scroll it actually was. A minor saltation of Robert F. Curl, poked out of the top of the clip, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the cartridge holder, in her haircloth. She carefully applied her make-up, making sure to only put on the bare essentials. Rachel believed in natural ravisher, and had deal of it. She lightly applied a humble touch of institution, just enough to hide the lentigo, dotting her brass, and set to work on her eyes. Her eye were her considerably feature and she loved showing them off. They were the most amazing shade of aristocratic, luminosity blueness, like a beautiful, clear, summer day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guy wire in. They had, often, been called"bedroom eyes ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against weaker men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past times. She applied a wakeful dusting of disconsolate eyeshadow, on her lid. Happy with the additional care it drew to the blue, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for miles, but she added some anyway, for the superfluous effect. She didn't article of clothing lipstick often, so she grabbed her live on piece, in her function, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her low-toned eyelids, her mind drifted back to David, and their long awaited meeting.

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

Rachel had told AJ about Jacques Louis David, somewhat. He knew of their friendship and their approaching confluence but didn't know that Rachel and David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated message, online. She had kept that office to herself. AJ didn't need to cognize those things, he would only get jealous, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her husband, very dearly, and wanted him to wish Jacques Louis David. green-eyed monster would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small-scale lecture, the time of day long car drive to the conference. They talked of late conferences and vendor they wanted to reach sure they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her hide, when AJ said David's public figure."What was that, dear ?"she asked AJ."I said, has David ever been to FDIC before ?"AJ asked his wife."Nope. This is all new for him. He flew in, 2 days ago, and has been going to some of the officeholder'workshops ”, Rachel said."fountainhead, he is in for a dainty tonight ! Does he make love about the party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her married man. She knew where this was going. Every year, the firefighters'union hall held a immense company, with bagpipes, and free food and beer. It never took long for things to get nutcase and AJ and Rachel never missed the party. They looked forward to it, each year. This year, they were going to enclose David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's manus a squeeze and they entered the normal center parking garage. Time to get this party started !

David had already explored all of the convention center during the last two mean solar day. He had never seen anything like it ! There were first responders, from all over the creation, attending, and there was always someone new to talk to. St. David had been enjoying himself, and had a bam in the category he had signed up for. He had spent the last two daytime, learning new fomite extrication techniques, and was about to conduct his skill test, to be certified, and be capable to go back and teach his new acquisition, to all his local anaesthetic department. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't assistant looking around for her. His letdown hung heavy on his face, as he pulled up his bunker pant, and stepped exterior and into the close in testing area. He shook thoughts of Rachel out of his promontory, and focused on the mangled BMW in front line of him. It was secret plan time and he had a"patient"to cut out of the twisted wreckage before him. Thoughts of Rachel slipped away, as St. David picked up the heavy"Jaws of liveliness ”, with niggling effort, and started smashing the posts of the car, with its'knock-down jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention center, hired hand in paw. She pulled the email from David, out of her pouch, and began reading his schedule. As she looked over the firearm of paper, AJ squeezed her hand. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"Jacques Louis David is testing for his Rescue cert right now. Do you want to go ascertain ? Or go look through all the seller ?"AJ thought, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go ascertain him. I want to run across this celebrated Saint David and see what all the fuss is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's helping hand a firm squeeze play and they headed for the outdoor training surface area. Rachel spotted David immediately and quickened her step. He was holding the heavy"Jaws of Life"and crushing the center stake of a demolish BMW, and she couldn't avail but stare. He held the heavy machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a break up second, what it would sense like, to cause those strong hands traveling all over her body. Rachel and AJ watched, as David, skillfully, destroyed the spot holding the roof onto the fomite, peeled the roof back, and freed the trapped"patient role"inside. He was flawless, with his movement, and even AJ could revalue David's new skills, as he avoided the vehicles'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as David finished his tryout and sat down the massive jaws. He had not spotted her yet, but she wasn't surprised. They weren't due to meet up for another 30 minutes, Rachel was betimes. Just as she thought about walking over, David suddenly spotted Rachel and their middle locked. For a split moment, the whole world faded away, and it was just Rachel and David, centre locked, in a trance. AJ saw them engage eyes, and gave his wife's helping hand a gentle squeeze,"Is that St. David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in St. David's direction."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go introduce ourselves."Before they could go more than two footfall, Saint David turned and headed straight towards them, smiling from ear to ear."Rachel ! Over here ! Hey, Rach !"David called, as he waved. Rachel let go of AJ's hand and closed the gap between them, in mo. David saw Rachel's quickened gradation and held his weapons system open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the final stairs between them, as she opened and held her arms upward, letting Jacques Louis David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could try nothing but her own pulse, thumping in her ears, as she approached David. She didn't even see that she was holding her breathing spell. They closed the aloofness too quickly, and their dead body came together, with a firm"THUMP"! Caught off guard, she stumbled, a step, and David locked his subdivision around her. He didn't mind, as it caused her to catch 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 intimation sending shivers up her spine, and down to her achy twat,"glad to finally prevail you."David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their initiatory embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching build, in a loud voice, he said,"Glad to finally meet you, in individual, Rach !"as he released her from his arm. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each former, but they both turned to AJ, with bright smiles. The men introduced themselves to each former, and started making small talk, as Rachel watched an EMT fumble with a KED, in the testing area. The young girl was adjacent, to test, and Rachel could tell she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a sight, that would set off many fantasies, for years to come. Rachel was staring that the 2 sexiest men, she had ever seen, in her spirit ! David's salt and common pepper tomentum, sparkled in the brilliantly break of the day sun, calling for her to run her bridge player through it. His turn out coat was completely candid, exposing his department tee shirt, dampened with vestige of exertion, clinging to his chiseled organic structure. Oh, how she wanted to run her finger's breadth under the elastic suspenders, holding up his bunker gasp, and slew them off his potent shoulders.

Rachel tore her stare away from Jacques Louis David and her eyes landed on her hubby. AJ was a very handsome man and Rachel considered herself golden to be his. He was grandiloquent than Rachel, but didn't tower over her, just enough that required"tippy toe kisses ”, and she loved that. His boldness was very big, tan, chiseled, like the residual of him. Her oculus lingered, on her hubby'bearded rima oris, as flashing of the things that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her head. She felt the heat and moisture grow, inside her lacy panty, and shook the intellection away. She trailed her eyes, down her husbands'well defined pectus, and longed for her eyes to be her lips. Rachel's eyes slew down his year A uniform buttons, to her favorite slur, the bulge in his pants. She couldn't help but dishonor the bulge, with her eye, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those sloppy tech knickers, and wanted it badly. It was her best-loved place to be ! She could spend hours, worshiping the monstrous cock, hidden just behind his zipper. She was lost in thoughts of gagging on her husbands'dick and didn't bill 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 whine noises. Her action mechanism had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the awkward muteness by clearing his throat and saying,"WELL ! We can all recount what she has on her mind !"as everyone laughed.

The rest of the convention went as usually. David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the trafficker, and explored the new vehicles. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each early forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was prison term to head to the firefighter's Union Hall, and the match was anxious to present David a fireman party. Rachel excused herself, to the ladies room, and let out a big breath, as she locked the carrel behind her. She peeled her soaked panty down and saw her poor swollen clit, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for release. Rachel gave it a loving series of pats, and hid it behind the soaked, black-market lace, again. She took a deep intimation, put a smiling on her sexually tortured face, and pulled open the wash room doorway."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 smiling on his face. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her eyes bounced from one sexy man, to the early, as panic set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the wall, closed his mitt around hers, and headed for the exit, as David followed suit, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her head was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her hand ? The terror spread and built, in her chest, as these two hot men led her towards the matrimony hall. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became cognisant of a growing ardor in her pussy. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her erotic bodyguard and stumbled to a nearby wall. The poise brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated organic structure and she needed to fascinate her breathing spell. She could already"feel"the nearby bagpipe's and membranophone playing and the vibrations didn't help her finespun state of matter. Both men were, instantly, at her incline, worry on both of their faces. After reassuring her Delicious particular date, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to face them. The men were in from her fount, and she could find their hot breath, on each of her cheeks. She felt the blood rush back to her brass again, and knew she was in for a long night. Rachel took both of their deal again, and headed the last block, to the hall.

The side by side few hours, was a fuzz of food, beer, music, and dancing. The whole blocking around the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall was roped off for the company, and was slammed full of fellow first respondent, having a bang. Rachel had brought a change of dress with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the time to change. Her garb uniform was soaked in sweat and rubbing her skin raw. She ached to get out of her hook pantie. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car keys. She was planning on changing in the parking service department, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her plans, St. David spoke up and offered to let her change in his elbow room. David's hotel was succeeding to the parking garage and the idea both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with St. David, given her current res publica of arousal, and behave herself. AJ told her that David's room was a better plan, as he handed her the keys to the car. Rachel felt the scare rise in her chest again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to survey her, around the side of the union hall, where they could talk, without yelling. She told her hubby, of the flame in her plume panties, and her desperate demand for relief. A teardrop slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to sleep together David, to her sweetness and faithful husband. AJ caught her tear, midway down her halt, with his pollex, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's expression, in his manus, and kissed her gently. electric shocks ripped through her pussy as their lips met, and she let out a whimper of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his lip hovering above hers,"I talked to Jacques Louis David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted tiny candy kiss all over her lips…."I want you to fuck him…."more, tiny, slow, kisses…."as foresighted as…."AJ trailed those finespun osculation across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every little detail later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's face and forced her backtalk open with his tongue. They locked, in a passionate kiss, natural language swirling, hands roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the kiss and looked into her married man'eyes,"Are you sure about this ?"she asked in her sexy little unsure voice. She knew that vox drove him weirdo and she saw his bulge swell and throb, under his zipper. AJ was certainly, 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 able to bestow herself to do it. Now she had the probability and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and take back to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw David. He was watching for her and they locked eyes again. All incertitude vanished from her mind, as she reached St. David and slipped her bridge player in his. His grin melted her last ounce of firmness and she was putty in his hands. She glanced back towards AJ, and saw him smiling at her. He gave a concluding nod and a thumb up to her, as Rachel and Jacques Louis David disappeared into the gang.

AJ could see the nervousness on his wife's face, as she disappeared with David. He didn't know if she could bring herself to betray on him, but the thought of another man, pounding her tight picayune cunt, turned him on more than he expected. His hard dick was straining against his zipper, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the plan that he and David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an amazing and giving woman, they both had wanted to delight her. Her husband knew she had harbored secret desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made citation, during their sexual adventures, of fucking other bozo and telling him all the item. She usually came all over his pecker, when she reached the region where AJ watches the other man cream pie his dearest wife. He always came right after, her orgasm pushing him past his breaking point. Tonight, he was going to make sure that his beautiful wife was fulfill, in every way potential. AJ knew that Rachel had no idea what the rest of the even would hold, as he smiled and began heading in the Same charge as his wife, slipping David's duplicate key identity card out of his pouch, and tapping it against his other hand. The night was about to accept a very passionate turn, and he didn't want to neglect a sec of it.

As Rachel and David stood in the hotel lobby, waiting for the elevator, he felt her manus trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The lust had vanished, from his eye, and was replaced with attendant care. He was very tender of Rachel. He might even dare to say that he was falling in love with her, if you could roll in the hay two people, at the Sami time. He felt his inwardness dandy, just gazing at her. Jacques Louis David was lost in her sparkling blue eyes and didn't hear her respond. Her nervous giggle brought him out of his trance."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his tender expression."I am delicately, my playing period toy ”, she said as she gave his hand a quick hug. They had been exchanging substance, for calendar month, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the intimate tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The doorway closed and Rachel's chest began to fill with panic again. Could she go through with this ? Her mind raced through and through questions as her desire set her pussy aflame ! Rachel thought about their last on-line conversation, before the convention, and remembered that they had promised each early that nothing would happen. The online phantasy they shared, would remain online, and the terror grew in her chest. She wanted Jacques Louis David. Her pussy ached for all those empty hope he had made online. Her genius began to think of ways to make him and puddle him hers.

Saint David could see that Rachel was lost in opinion, as her bag slipped down her arm. The fleshy bag held her change of apparel and, what appeared to be, two changes of clothes for AJ. David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only bundle one change of clothes for herself. They stepped out of the elevator and walked the long hallway, to David's room. He felt her shaking growth, as he put the poster in the threshold and opened the door. He had decided to cover 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 big businessman sized bed, for his kitten to play on. Rachel covered a gasp, with her hand, when she saw the prominent bed, looming before her. The sight of the bed made the sexual tension in the air, too fatheaded to breathe, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. Jacques Louis David was mesmerized by the speedy rise and descent of Rachel's restrained DDD bosom, poking out of her, slightly open, uniform shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those buttons. David swallowed surd and tore his oculus away from her heaving bureau, as he felt his erecting harden in his jeans. He had worked out a plan, with AJ, for Rachel's seduction, but was now spooky, in the shrinking space of the entourage. What if she said no ? Could David risk of exposure losing her ?

St. David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her hired man in his. It was the moment of true statement and the air sparked with sexual electricity. The tension was almost unendurable, as Jacques Louis David reached for Rachel's buttons. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made contact with first button, nestled in her luscious valley, his peel brushed against hers. Her centre shot up to match his and he could see the lust, growing with each swipe of her long lashes. There were no tidings exchanged, as David delicately undid every clitoris, trailing down to her waist. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growl, the sight of her lacy bra, taking all words from his nous. David slide her shirt down her shoulders and it fell to the floor. They both stood, shaking, for a instant, 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 chest, her erect nipples poking through the lacy bra, and into his sparse t-shirt. Rachel wrapped her arms around David's neck opening and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing in each other's oral fissure, as she ran her lilliputian finger's breadth into his salt and common pepper hair.

David had no more will power, as he scooped her into his arms, and held her candy kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy softness, never losing her tasty lips, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to demand his time and search every in of his Kitten, and hoped to birth metre to do so, but now was about following AJ's plan, and giving Rachel everything she craved. David kissed his way down her vale, to her waistline. He unfastened her pants and starting sliding them down her hips. Rachel let out a whimper, causing his tool to pulsate and filter out further, in his jean. She lifted her pelvic arch, as he slide her pants down, her lace covered pussy, mere in from his brass, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, heavy in the air. Jacques Louis David took a gradation back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to sunburn her every curvature, into his retentivity. 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 eyes traveled down, to her imprisoned sex pitcher, hiding sheepishly, behind more lace. Saint David could see Rachel's lie with juice, glistening in the brightness level, on her delicate hillock, and milklike thighs, and it called to him. Every in of Rachel's body was begging for David's touch !

Rachel was startled by the sudden loss of David's attention, and opened her lust filled heart. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he change his mind ? scare raced through her, once again, as she searched her swordplay 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 blue-belly movement. Her actions broke David from his trance, and affright ran through his nous. Was she changing her mind ? He had to let her and couldn't stop now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and sweet-scented 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 turn a loss you. We can just vary and go back to the party."He planted a series of kisses along her shoulder, following the shoulder strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so good and he couldn't stop himself. She squirmed, under his kisses, and goosebumps appeared, all over her pelt. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her hand in his hair, holding his sass to her cutis. She was arching her binding, every sentence his lips met her skin, whimpers of luxuria, escaping from her pouty backtalk.

Rachel heard a belittled sound and her middle fluttered unfastened. She froze, in awe, as she saw her husbands'musing in the full duration mirror. AJ had entered the room and was watching the lustful scene unfold before him. His case was a terrify mix of choler and luxuria. Rachel's optic drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his firmly cock, in his hand, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his hired man up and down his swollen slam, never taking his eyes off his wife and her wanton display of lecherousness. Rachel and AJ locked eyes, as David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to knead and fumble her sound DDD's. She heard AJ let out a cushy growl at the new care she was getting from David, and AJ slightly increased his dense tugging of his pleasance pole. He gave Rachel a firm nod, as if once again, granted her permit, and shifted his eyes to David's concupiscent assault. It was all she needed, to lose herself in her new fun toy, and Rachel's pussy blazed into a 2-alarm fire !

Rachel spun around on St. David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lace and dungaree separating the fire between them. She startled Saint David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his middle. Her stunning blue eyes had glazed over, and David could only see lust and desire, as she looked at him. His"kitten"had changed into a full blown tigress, on the prowl for cock, and starving. He swallowed, toilsome, and wondered if he could deal he intense desires. Rachel didn't give him time to mean, as she ripped his jersey off his chest. It lay, in tattered scraps, around his shoulders and costa. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his queer chest, with a thirstiness none of them had ever seen. She was so lust driven, with her bowel movement, that both men felt their peter swell further, and leak heavy watercourse of pre cum, down their rigid gibe. Rachel was at David's waist now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative button in her way. David slipped his hands down and made slowly employment, of the frustrating jeans, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one slick movement. He cock strained against his boxer briefs as her look hovered above. She could see the wet spot, from his per cum, soaking his bagger, and her mouthpiece watered. Rachel had a helplessness, for pre cum, and her mouth wasted no time, closing around the wet spot, and his throbbing cock drumhead beneath. She worked his cock, with her tongue, through the thin boxers, moaning with each new alluviation of wetness, her lace covered ass, waving at AJ with her crusade. AJ could see her excitement, trailing down her second joint, and increased his stroking tempo. He couldn't believe his wife looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's girdle, indicating she wanted his boxershorts gone, as she lifted her look from his groin. Saint David was nearing his limit, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to hold out and hand her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer brief, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a beat and had wrapped her soft back talk around his dick, before he had a luck to thresh about the hated jean. He let out a deeply groan as her lips slid down his shaft. Her rima oris was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole mankind disappeared as her back talk slid up and down, taking more of him, with each shot. St. David thought she would stop, when he felt the head of his swollen cock, bump against her gag physiological reaction, but Rachel simply took and abstruse breather, let out a low moan, and slew further down, until her nose nuzzled his tender peel. David had never had anyone look at all of his cock before and the sensations were overwhelming, as he felt her breathing spell on his groin. She milked his pole, with her unvarying effort of her tongue, coaxing stream after stream, of gooey pre cum, into her talented clapper. He was going to lose it ! Her mouth kept working his shaft with a skill he had only read about. His whole consistency was trembling with her every move.

Sensing that St. David was about to cum, she pulled her rima oris off his cock with a cheap"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in reverse cowgirl position, and mounted his throbbing cock. She rubbed his swollen head at her entree, coating it in her excitement. AJ made them both jump when he spoke,"Here it comes, David. Brace yourself ! She is tight as hell, and can work her snatch better than her mouth !"Rachel looked into her husbands'heart as she lowered herself onto David's peter, her eyes lost to her increasing lust. She didn't halt 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 married woman began rocking on another man's cock. He was more excited than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his phone. With his free hand, AJ pulled his phone, from his pocket, and began recording the vista before him. It was the hottest matter he had ever seen and wanted to be able to see it again later. Rachel and David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urging now. She had to feel David cum ! She NEEDED to feel him cum. Rachel had already experienced respective small orgasms, during her short time savoring David's cock, but she could find a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for release. Her puss heftiness throbbed and clamped around his cock, milking his lode to the surface, torturing Jacques Louis David with every stroke. Her step, quickening again, as she felt him swell and her slit pulsing around him. David was now lifting his pelvis, pushing back against her, driving his cock deeper, inside her velvety sissiness. The headway of his cock, slamming against her g smirch, was making Rachel lose her mind. Her entire body was tied to her pussycat now, and all the sensations coming from it. They were both soaked in their fuse juice and the air was thick with all of the phone. David was letting out oink now, his stallion focus on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every stroke. Sounds of AJ groaning and yanking on his tool, rattled through her ears, cheering her on. It was too hot for word of honor and they were all on the edge of cuming.

AJ could deal no to a greater extent and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the chin, as she rode her new play toy. He turned her nerve to him and pressed his turncock to her mouth, rubbing his pre cum on her lips. He knew she would not protest, and she opened her sassing, swallowing his entire cock, in one swift motion. Jacques Louis David continued to pound her snatch, as Rachel worked her husbands'cock, moaning with every shot, her moaning cheering on St. David and vibrating AJ's sensitive shaft. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her integral body, gripping David's cock in a tight vice. Her climax was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final thrust, in her back talk, and shot load after load of sticky cum down her throat. Rachel never missed a beat and swallowed each current, never wasting a drop. David cried out, at the incredible scene, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his initiatory stream of stickiness sprayed her g spot, attempting to put out the raging fire within her. She was just coming down from her moving ridge of pleasure, when Jacques Louis David released his first wave of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into sexual climax, her dead body convulsing with pleasure. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in pleasure, and the elbow room went black.

Rachel opened her toilsome centre and looked around the way. She was confused and it took her a moment to realize where she was. She had no idea how prospicient she had been out but the suite was softly lit by a lamp on the other side of the way and it was dark external. She raised up on a frail elbow, and looked around the room. She was alone and au naturel. Rachel reached for her sound, as she heard the suite curl disengage and the room threshold undefendable. She was greeted with David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some debauched food dish. She smiled at her sexy men and they both smiled back."Well expression who's FINALLY awake, David !"her husband said, as he sat a bag of food in straw man of her on the bed."How long was I out ? Why did you guy not inflame 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 urging. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your eternal sleep, my cock starved wife. The night is still young. We only let you slumber an hour, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. David flies out tomorrow good afternoon, and we aren't going to waste a arcminute of it !"Rachel took a bite of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her naked legs, her pussy sizzling with her growing excitement. This was going to be ONE underworld OF A NIGHT, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy firemen pull off their bloomers and expose their semi erect cocks, in movement of her….. ONE HELL OF A night INDEED !