The car sparked to life and we drove out front end, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of individual would possess done. I saw Tasha wave and smiling and then we bounced onto the road. A wide, excruciating hour passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safe to get up"

I let out a breathing spell 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 case I needed a ticker flak !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her essence back into property.

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

That explanation was OK. It was dependable. There was no want to say another discussion. But, my darling ex-wife, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to shut up.

"Some shtup program that was."

I breathed out in choler, took in a oceanic abyss breath in preparation for the inundation of furious words, dirty word, and insults my snappishness was about to relinquish, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and shook her head.

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

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a slender speck of worry.

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

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

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

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

"You got your menstruation ?"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 resolution to that one fit out of me before any conscious thought could even censor, much less full stop it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five days. To see us you would never ideate that. I'm decent looking, above average if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often worth the constant engagement for any sexual favor from her, just to see the feel on other guys faces, as she would saunter past them and nag me on the nerve.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect hour field glass figure. Her C-cup titty are rounded and pouty. She had the ramification of a professional dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetest ass you have ever seen. It's pooches out just so, and the globes form that perfect little peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a pole staring at her base on balls.

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 last week, with her needing me to help her evaporate and thus escape vengeance 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 finish one-half hour, I would likely be getting intemperately anticipating another turn of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

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

"I told him to have 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 felon to keep you out of jail, don't you feel bad about that ?"

Tasha was talking to the original Ice Princess. She definitely did not feel bad about it. But, on the other mitt, 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 muster in my aid, and turning the table. So she thought.

"That's great, Rachel."Tasha quickly jumped in before I could serve"I'm really glad to see that you have been so giving lately. I was looking for a way to ask you something"

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

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

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

We were just a yoke of minutes from arriving back at my place and I was dying to sleep together what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the past week ( See the former Two Can celebrate a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nuts and caused more than a few conflict. Last week I hooked up with her Sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great night. The next morning, when I left the girlfriend alone, a Russian gangster paid them a visit. I found both madam 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 impression that Rachel had the cash. She didn't, but they would stamp out her and likely Kim to regain that out.

They came up with the melodic theme of pretending to kill Rachel in a car accident and reliever another organic structure for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the plan. To give thanks me for the offense I have and would institutionalize, both women have been fucking me until my turncock is raw and red. There are worse style to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me cipher. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to give me permission to fuck her Charles Herbert Best friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with articulatio humeri length red hair. She's a little on the poor slope, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and to the highest degree of that supernumerary ended up in her ass and dope. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear crest that hid them. I hated that. Recent epoch issue have caused me to revise my appraisal upward. Rachel and Kim have been Quaker for as prospicient as I have known Rachel. I watched both girls mature from gangly teens to daze women.

Anyway at starting time I was reluctant to lease Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me perpetrate fake at the cremation chamber. I was very grateful for her help. She didn't have to work very hard to convert my thinker.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's headstone, to break into Rachel's dental practitioner office, so we could train dental X-ray photograph of a stiff that we would cut up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a Dental Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this part of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to hold back on the mum consternation we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my place, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's motion 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 tinge of affright.

To be bonnie, Kim has used every self-justification she could to hold me be intimate her old babe in a variety of ways. Kim is most understanding in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not care sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another cleaning lady. She responded very well, when, my bisexual lover, gave her a first rate kitty drubbing. And, though reluctant at commencement, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a week, is about unlike her sister. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a blow. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you forget things. She is a little inadequate than her baby, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss April is not as precious as missy June. Your dick would shrivel up and shove off away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's breasts are a touch low, but probably more unwaveringly. It is certainly fun to equate them. Kim's stage are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your shank.

Tasha did not reply Rachel's question, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her aim to turn onto my street.

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

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would have had to be wild to think that something sexual was not on Tasha's mind. I am trusted that Rachel's judgement was now cycling though every potential thing she hated and was praying that Tasha could not interpret her intellect. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to recuperate from our adventure and thought of these beautiful bodies was starting to wake Bruno.

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

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my side beside her. I was all too well-chosen to let Rachel run her imagination through the gauntlet and work her self into a tizzy. After my time with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at someone else.

We got out and all started into the star sign. 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 palpate a little guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this morning. She had had sex with me, and then six hr 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 inapt and thankful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

"You fucking cunt !'I said through gritted tooth and plenty loud enough for everyone to hear.

"What ?"asked Kim

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

Rachel was silent, but glaring at me. I was in no humour to find a diplomatic solution, but I was also not going answer for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. Repeat 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 endorsement, and then softened.

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

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

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

Rachel was silent and her regard fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of handwriting, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few sentence in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a look that could peel paint, and then nodded.

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

Kim said that in a lawyerly shade, 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 schooling, Kim. How the underworld can you pack her side ?"

"I told you, Tasha. We are all well-worn and worked up."

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

"nooky you, Rachel ! I'm risking jailhouse to avail you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking log Z's with your dentist ! All to help you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a fucking thankless cunt ! I don't know if I should hollo the cops or just kick your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's middle both mature wide at the Holy Scripture ‘ cops ’. My tummy did a summerset, and I wondered if she was serious. It was likely just emotion, but a lot of bad matter have come when emotion clouds intellectual thought. I figured I had better try to calm things down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on sex hormone. She will be nominated for pussy of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a plurality of female greyhounds, and she polishes a ling each night, to boot. She had a big sassing and the part of the brain that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more, right Rachel ?'

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

"Y..yes. I'm a squawk. I'm really good-for-nothing. Really, I am. You have been a big assistance and I would be so fuck if you had not stepped in to avail. I don't know what to say to make it up to you."

Tasha got that evil glint in her eye for just a 2nd. Then she spoke

"Actions speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to hear you bubble about how sad you are. I think you should express me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her voice filled with fright and anxiety.

"fountainhead, Ron had told me what a good little loose woman you have been yourself these past few Day"said Tasha with an acid tinged pragmatic tonicity.

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

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too courteous to use that word in this position. 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 enough of the universal direction this was going, but the exact destination was a mystery to me.

"wealthy person you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sugariness in her voice. When Rachel began to bet 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 avail me."

"I 'm risking a lot, too. Don't I deserve some reward ?'Tasha said building a logic route that was going to leave to Rachel's perfective body.

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

"You don't profound very pleased about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could do, Kim stepped in to maintain her sister.

"Tash, to be fair, 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.

"okay, then"started Kim the little conciliator."What do you need Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the rest period of us said in one spokesperson. Kim continued the sentiment

"Since when are you bi ? We've been supporter 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 punishment. But a small particular seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"Time to get to work, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her eyes go across-the-board. My little contingent had not gone unnoticed after all.

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

"Mostly."came the resolution"I'm mentation that since I am helping clean up your hole, you can help clean up mine."

"B…but.. that's everlasting"answered Rachel

"Ron ”, Tasha looked at me"When Rachel was being"accommodating"did you cum in her cunning little mouth ?"

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

"See, I know you been eating Kim's snatch and Ron's dumped a shipment down your throat. You're just cutting out one mate to get to the like place."Said Tasha in feeling that implied impenetrable logic..

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

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

When Tasha had shown up at my house this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a pair of comfortable jean and a sloppy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her sizeable breasts, ensnared by a sexy commons bra.

"P..please, Tasha, I'm begging you."started Rachel, who looked close to bust."I'll do anything else."

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her jeans, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jean to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of scanty. My middle focused on the small plot of land of cloth covering her pussy. I was searching for planetary house of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to suit excite as Rachel begged to be spared the mortification of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with scare starting to advance the upper handwriting.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the cloth of her bra give as the grasp was unmake. Rachel's eyes were riveted to Tasha's breasts as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the floor.

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha titty were firm looking and rode higher on her chest of drawers than their size of it should feature allowed. Her ring of color are a little smaller than a fourth part, and already firming up.

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

"A smut movie !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the adulteress in the porn movie and you be the director ! Please, you can induce Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"Good !"Tasha said, in a satisfied tincture,"Porn slut, you can set about by eating my pussy"

With that, Tasha took her panties down and off. She was completely naked 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.

"hand 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 dame. I had expected electrical shock and wrath on her face. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim face was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her breakwater and primer her little red muff into Rachel's face for a long second and then pulled her head back. Tasha's face looked a concoction of satisfaction and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to be given backwards and then strike back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained upright. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to drive Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's read/write head was going to end up between Tasha's leg and Rachel would get the access she didn't want.

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

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That feels well, Rachel. You are a serious little porn slut."

As if in response to a compliment, Rachel began to move her head faster, working Tasha's slit in an urgent way. Tasha began to rock and slowly lunge her pussy into Rachel's face. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay poise and to hold on her face glued to Tasha's bed tunnel.

"Oh, Fuck ya !"keep doing that ! Fuck, Rachel !

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

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her hands had dropped to her front end and Kim rubbed her own puss, as if no one could see her. Tasha's eyes opened and she looked surprised for a split-second, as if she had forgotten we were around.

"Ohhhhh ! That feels good. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

Rachel's caput was moving in a jerk rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to rub down 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 rima oris, but Rachel must take known because Tasha began to groan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels good !"

Struggling to exert her balance, Rachel let go with her hand and put it back on the storey behind her. Rachel opened her center and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My boobs ! Please !

I'm guessing that Kim knows of Tasha's sensitive breasts and was not storm. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her human knee, so her mouth was the same height as Tasha's milklike livid globes. Kim took Tasha's decent breast into her deal and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's other chest and she began to suck and razz the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an straightaway answer 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 cunt. I was beginning to wonder if Rachel could get any air.

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

"piece of ass ! Yes ! I'm cumming !"yelled Tasha in orgasmic triumph

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

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her face from Tasha's fathead. This seemed to break the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing heavy and sweat had beaded on brow. Then she broke into an humiliated smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big draft 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 eyes and began to turn away into her for a kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then next second. Rachel looked at me with a salacious regard I had only dreamed of afore.

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to take the air over. I bent down and put my hand behind her heading and grabbed a smattering of haircloth, tight to her scalp. With my early hand I took her by the shoulder and in a unity movement I pulled her to a standing military position and into a inscrutable, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"Hands to yourself"

I said as I released her and pushed her back half a whole tone. I put my hand between her still clothed legs and rubbed her pussy.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhh, God. Oh, that's flavor in effect ! Please, I want you now"

"All those many months of having to whop off. I would be so horny and you were no helper. You didn't tutelage about my pauperism, then. Why should I handle about yours, now ?"

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

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

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

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would cause huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and gasp off, before my pants had cleared my hips. She dropped down in social movement of me and yanked my jeans the rest of the way down. She needed to educational activity from this point, as my dick pointing at her nozzle made it clear what needed to be done.

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

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

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

I grabbed two script full of Rachel's perfectly styled hair and used them as hold to start picking up the pace. I was in bearing and if I blew my freight down her pharynx, she could just go find a vibrator.

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

I didn't postponement for Rachel to get down my cock. As I next banged against the rear of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat role and fit the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a compounding of lust and reverence. Only one of those storm me.

I ground me hips into her face and enjoyed the insidious milking feeling her throat was giving the caput of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a rich breath, but continued to look up at me.

"More head word, or do you want it up your ass ?"

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

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

"You don't sound too convincing"I challenged

I saw anger flair for just a second then she begged in a most convincing tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private domain. She was offering them without condition, instruction, or warning. She was letting me take her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to sleep together that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five class, never letting me near this joy. Now she offering it to me, nonsensitive. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

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

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

I did not require any of her lustfulness to wane. I was almost in affright, trying to recall of what to use for lubricator. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to induce her any to a greater extent nuisance than I had to. But, as I turned to make my sprint, all idea of Rachel were shoved out of brain. That was because my eyes fell on the vision of Tasha and Kim.

Tasha was lying on the floor, with a still fully clothed Kim lying on top of her, as she greedily sucked on Tasha's erect mammilla, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and bore lips. The sounds the two dame were making ; the slurps and smacking as lips consumed lips and Kim's mouth lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My prick was already hard enough to cut up granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two footprint towards the ladies, my eyes riveted on the military action.

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

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

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

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 view and grabbed both of Tasha's massive knocker and squeezed them like nerf Lucille Ball. Kim's hired man moved up and found both teat, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same prison term. Tasha arched her backbone and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! screw ! That is so have a go at it 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 happen. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her front on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to attain her culmination. I reached between her pegleg and jerked her hand away from her button.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

"I guess spit will take 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 route to the dismissal the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my pecker and thumb. With that fingerbreadth I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my patter foxy organ in my rightfulness deal. The head of my cock touched her little starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my stone hard member.

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

I said in a composure spokesperson that masked my desire to forget myself to my balls in her most wet orifice. I pushed my cock onto her forbidden orifice, not A-one hard, but I wasn't taking my time either. But I had to pillory her ass. I had to pump her tight maw until I exploded.

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

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

I was so torn. I didn't really want to hurt 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 girls were in a 69 lieu, with the back of Kim's head blocking my view of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her effective friend. The whacking and moaning coming from the two dame send a transonic waving of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. retard ! Slow !"begged Rachel

I was going as irksome as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly taut ass squeezed around my prick. The intuitive feeling was pleasure to the item of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could sense Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was indisputable that she felt even tighter than when I took her ass cerise a few days ago.

Ignoring her pleas of tree sloth, I gave into my cornerstone emotions and jammed the last in of cock into Rachel's bunge fix. Another wave of joy shook my back as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hips and basis my cock just a bit mysterious, enjoying the sensation of finding another fraction of inch of her ass.

I expected a shrieking and cry of pain in the ass from Rachel but a grunt was all I received. When I looked down, I saw that she was watching her sister eat Tasha's pussy. It was obvious this was turning her on.

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

"Ow !"Rachel cried, more start 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 joint 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 rich my subconscious was denying that was possible.

But I told my moral sense to go fuck itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as much chasteness as I could muster. It was not very much. My pelvic arch were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her hip to pull myself abstruse inside her

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

The resistance had been LE than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This metre Rachel made no sound other than her own with child breathing. I took this to mean she was set up to have her ass pounded.

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

smack ! Slap ! smack ! The sound of her ass stopping my thrusting acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me impress faster and harder.

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

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

I began to pull back on Rachel's pelvis with each thrust and magnified the intensity in which our dead body 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 intestine with my cum in a few sec.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow !'Please, Ron ! No to a greater extent !"

Rachel began to cry out. I could feel that my expectoration had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and ground my hip joint as hard as could into her, wanting to make this lowest ass jabbing go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her shift quickly under me. The feeling of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my cock was a unequalled sensation that almost made me cum right then. If she had masturbated with it, I would have 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 in her pussy would have dried her out, I worked up some more patter and rubbed it on my prick, and then spit out into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! Fuck !"yelled out Kim

And my eyes darted to the two noblewoman. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's pussy and had her middle screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's oral cavity was open in another soundless scream and she was pushing her own cunt onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to shake back and forth, desperately needing to make her slit worked. I took the hint and began to pump her cunt in at a unfluctuating, medium pace. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a 12 fundament away.

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

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

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

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her booster with her nous at Tasha's breast. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a swollen libia and her red fumble, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grip on Rachel's hips and began to piston into her as hard and loyal I as I could. This was now per luxuria driven by the stringent pussy under my controller, and the sexy lady putting on a show in front line of me. My senses were on overburden. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent push were making that clear to Rachel.

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

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

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your spinal column !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over debauched than a gymnast, spread her articulatio genus and offered me her swollen slit, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her legs and scooped them onto my articulatio humeri. Rachel hated this position. She hated not being in control when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the ground and started thrusting as hard and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the bottom of her cunt, I would edge myself forward and force Rachel leg towards her ears.

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

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

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the border and I felt the orgasm flood my green goddess and take away my conscious intellection and surroundings. As I began to irrupt I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to shoot my load through her. Rachel's human knee touched the sides of her head as I felt my first shot fill her seminal fluid. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to recede and my perception returned.

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

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

Tasha was still on her back with luxate leg facing me. Kim's right paw was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening pussycat, while her left hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger trenches with her efforts. That nipple was drawn into a tight knot about the size of a turgid marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other nipple was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous mouth as she was sucking it recondite 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 help. She was on her knees, using her face and Tasha's tit to affirm nigh of her weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's first step and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the exposure of her position. She was mine for the pickings, just as her sis had been mere proceedings earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's cunt, with her lips slightly parted and very moist with her own juice. My hands on her hips gave her a break up second of warning before I pierced her puss with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had strength for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, ass !

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

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

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her orgasm took her. That little speech sound seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my rear and closed my eyes, waiting for my own external respiration and heart rate to return to rule. I could listen the sounds of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

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

"I tried hard, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not pleased, but still pretty quenched.

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

I was spent. I was fucked dry, and dog tired. My cock was a petty 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 naked physical structure squatting down to recover her textile. 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 clear she was speaking of the last fifteen arcminute and continued.

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

She had not stop dressing during this short talking to and had her pants and blouse on before the final full stop. She carried her bra and shoes over to the chairman and finished put on her shoes.

"I understand, Tash. We are grateful for all the help you gave us '' Kim said as she got up to give her best 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 seem to be overcome or even approaching tears.

"exhibitioner ?"she suggested

"That would feel dependable"I said cerebration of the hot urine, 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 last Kleenex wrap on her used tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll delay until your done. The exhibitioner is too pocket-size and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly weary articulation, but it brightened and hardened with her following line.

"But, don't use all the hot 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 slight mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a short hot water, we went down steps and sat at the kitchen table.

"What about tomorrow ?"Kim asked

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

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

"I was thinking the same thing, but I think we should do it closer to home. How do we explicate what Rachel was doing up there, when the police derive around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, emotional, and distinguish them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the body will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the beneficial medical examiner in the state. Even the Colorado dresser of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the body was there, you could keep an eye on affair, and maybe help to steer them in the right direction."Kim argued back at me.

"Kim, you over estimate what I can do."I said with a short 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"

"Look Kim, the programme is to have the constabulary think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the cover of my mind that if the burned body ended up with a hurry or unqualified medical exam examiner, we might just induce it ruled as an fortuity. That would keep the police force completely out of it."

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

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

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

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

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

"I would feel adept about all of this if it were happening in your mortuary. Where you could keep an eye on things and report news to us. It is going to defeat me not know what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of vocal clarity that belied the finally few seconds.

‘ Fuck.'I thought ‘ There goes architectural plan B"

"All right. All compensate. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted finisher to her to fill her in my weapon system

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

"sniff. sniff. I'm sorry. This is so stressful and I'm just so happy to have you with me."Kim said as she set aside her tears and became more calm.

"This is going to take a leak for a busy day tomorrow. I need to reconnoiter out a smirch and then refigure out how to cause this happen. In the quite a little, I was going to just light the car on fire and push it down an embankment. We are sweet out of drop 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 realise it up to you !"she said with a instant and knowing bound to her voice.

I rolled my optic.

"Kim, after today, I think I will need sildenafil 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 knead her chest, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't quietus. I had tomorrow on my head. So many questions. How would we draw out this off ? What would I say to the bull where they came around ? Would they be leery right away ? Would our story defend up ? But, clock time and time again, my thinker would generate to How. I finally dozed off with that doubt still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the threshold by 6:30 AM. I headed to north dawn and spent about two 60 minutes driving around. I found a fairly secluded position, where the old farm route turned 90 degrees. If a soul were to miss that turn, there was a large white basswood tree to prevent you from ruining part of the granger's crop. I thought that was going to be the honorable we could do.

My adjacent diaphragm was domicile Depot. I needed to get some things. After I had found the post to stage our accident, it became clear there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to require a few things to help us rend it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my cooler and get a little duplicate for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in meter for lunch. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to build me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her offer of barbecued high mallow and tomato soup. Over the sandwiches, and with Rachel joining us, I explained what I came up with.

"You're frickin'nutcase !"said Rachel

"You'll shoot down yourself !"echo Kim

"Fine. Do you have a beneficial mind ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you think it would naturally just burst into flames. We have to at to the lowest degree try to make the fervour seem like share of the accident."I counterpunched.

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

"Rachel's car has passenger side air udder, and I'll wear the prat belt. If matter go alright the gravid concern will be getting me out of the crumbled car."

We went back and forth like this for near of an hour. But, in the end, the noblewoman could come up with no other option 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 affair ready for tonight."I said, closing word, and adding a point of finality by pushing my chair back and getting up.

It went to the drive and brought my home plate storehouse purchases to the garage. In a brace of hours I had finished what I called my Acceleration Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the distance that would allow me to force it between Rachel's car gas foot lever and the device driver's seat. I had attached a wooden metrical unit to it, set at an angle so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would hold the stick to the foot pedal, but fastened so I could pull it escaped with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a foresightful leather strap, to give 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 gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few ounce in a methamphetamine hydrochloride jar. It was now time to gear up Rachel's sales booth in. It was absolutely critical that the bushed physical structure could not be identified through digit mark. So to ca-ca certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gas and spent an hr injecting gasoline in to many full point in each finger and parts of her script. When the fire began to fire the subcutaneous petrol, her entire men should burn to the bone.

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

Dinner was fast food that we all picked at. No one had an appetency ; we all had knots in our stomachs. For the past workweek things had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no clock time to call back about anything. I was either working on some theatrical role of the program or being screwed senseless by one of the sisters, or Tasha. Now, there was prison term to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any safe. I kept blurting out random doubt ;

"Will this really work ?"

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

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

"When will the police force show up at my door ?"

Each doubtfulness made the girlfriend jump, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

Kim gave her baby a dirty smell, and then her optic softened as she turned her regard to me.

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

I had an idea what her stress relief plan was, and ordinarily I would throw been all for it. But, right now my head was a mess and I didn't think a gust 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 game. I want to make sure we aren't missing something."

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

And with that she got up and headed to my sleeping accommodation. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure she was going to ferment on the crying again. But, she just lay on her side of meat facing me.

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

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to espouse her steer. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off several clock time and part of the even melted away. But, the sleep was not deep or very restful. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in hunting of Rachel. She was lying on the couch, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our terminal preparations.

We loaded the two gas arse into my car and put the short body in Rachel's back prat, covering it with a blanket. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the blanket would at least buy us time to suppose 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 minute of arc we would be at the intersection of fortune and determination. There our lives were going to switch forever.


To be continued .