Rachel opened her eyes, to the sound of her annoying alarm system clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the sopor out of her center, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and clock time to finally head out for the showtime answerer conference ! Rachel looked forward, to the group discussion, every yr. It was her time to be around other responders and it just felt like home. She also didn't mind seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always plentitude of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to catch the guys, practicing their skills, in full turn out appurtenance. Something about it always got her succus going !

This twelvemonth was special and Rachel was extremely excited ! She was FINALLY going to meet David, in someone ! David was a firemen, from several states away, and had been Rachel's ally for almost a yr. They had met online and started a friendship, over their mutual love, of the fire and rescue help. He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her married man, and swept her off her feet. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was one-time than Rachel but looked youthful than his age. He was a chiseled god, of tan skin and muscles, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic daydreams, of him taking her, over and over again. St. David was her bemire minuscule secret, she hid from her married man, and she often wondered what would find, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to open his eyes, when he heard a telephony ring, in the distance. As his oculus began to sharpen, he realized it was the hotel phone, next to his bed. clock time for his break of day wake up call. He answered the phone and thanked the forepart desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its cradle. Today was going to be a neat day and he didn't want to overlook a moment of it ! St. David had set troika alarms, on his earphone, AND had asked for the wake-up vociferation. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to touch Rachel, his online Quaker, in person, and was on sharpness. It is one thing to mouth online, but in person was a totally dissimilar story and Jacques Louis David was nervous. Rachel had become a pricey friend to him, and he didn't want to fall behind her, but matter had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would subscribe to her into his munition, the mo he laid eyes on her ! He had flown into IN, two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before, to see the group discussion and meet Rachel. The stopping point two daytime had been torture for him, knowing she was penny-pinching than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, deep in his individual, like no other woman ever had.

David loved his wife, very much, but Rachel calls to him, as only a forbidden love could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to meet her, face to fount ! He trembled with excitement, as he climbed into the shower. His hands shook, as he went through his turn of showering, his mind lost in thoughts of Rachel…. Pictures of her, flashed through his head, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn't long before his mind turned his persuasion erotic…David thought of Rachel's 34 DDD knocker, 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 help but feel his cock twitching, as he thought of her huge fun bags, pressing into his bureau. David felt the shampoo bubbles run down his dresser and drip off his, now rock hard, cock. He was terrible aware of his, unwanted, hard-on. Saint David sighed, a wakeless sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his dick"give up"on their first hug ! He let his judgement marvel back to Rachel and her optic, as he sprayed his load down the exhibitioner waste pipe. Her eyes would be his untying, and he knew it !"lord, give me intensity"he said, as he turned off the weewee and stepped out of the rain shower. It was clip to meet his"kitty ”, as he called her, and he could think of nothing else !

Rachel took special tutelage, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a blackness, netted bra that gave special attending, to her orphic valley, between her boob. Not quite a energy up bra, but a very similar force. It rested low and made the vale between her DDD breasts, look like it went on for miles. Guys always stared at her tits when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the view of her sexy fireman, staring down at her. David is taller than her, and she knew his heart would be drawn there. She picked out her black, lacy,"boy shorts"panties, to match, and slipped them up her milky white second joint. She knew better than to wear those panty today, but couldn't resist the thinking of being a small naughty. Those panties were known to constantly rub across her button, as she moved, and labor Rachel crazy. She knew she would be soaked, before long, but was excited by the thought that no one would ever know what was happening under her clothes. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, content with her pick. The relief of her apparel were an easy decision, being a professional conference. She ***********ed her"socio-economic class A"wearing apparel uniform, from her closet. It was a loose blue, button up, dress shirt, with all of her department and social rank badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her skill as an emergency medical examination Technician. She was very proud of her rank and all that she had accomplished, and her dress uniform was her way to brag. She decided to be a lilliputian bit of a tease, and leave the top two buttons, undone. At 5 foot tall, nearly everyone there, would be taller than Rachel, and get a good purview, of that carefully chosen black bra. It was going to be a great day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her pants. Rachel's pants were the standard"tech"trouser, baggy, with tons of sac, up and down her tight, toned pegleg, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't show off her aphrodisiac ass, wearing tech pants, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took duplicate care while fixing her haircloth and make-up. She decided on pulling her wild mane of Robert Floyd Curl Jr. up into a hair cartridge holder, on top of her head. It gave the fantasy that her tomentum was tame, not the wild mess hall of curlicue it actually was. A small spring of curls, poked out of the top of the cartridge holder, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clip, in her hair's-breadth. She carefully applied her make-up, making surely to only put on the bare requirement. Rachel believed in rude looker, and had passel of it. She lightly applied a small cutaneous senses of founding, just enough to obscure the lentigo, dotting her face, and set to work on her optic. Her centre were her trump characteristic and she loved showing them off. They were the most astound wraith of blue, light blue, like a beautiful, clear, summer day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guys in. They had, often, been called"bedchamber eyes ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against weaker men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past. She applied a light dusting of dark eyeshadow, on her lids. Happy with the extra attention it drew to the blue, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for miles, but she added some anyway, for the additional effect. She didn't wearable lipstick often, so she grabbed her last part, in her routine, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her lower eyelids, her mind drifted back to David, and their long awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that initiatory hug, they would share, and beyond. She began to picture David, scooping her into his arms, and whisking her off to his hotel room. She felt the moisture starting line to escape her pussy, and let out a lilliputian whimper. Just then, a voice startled her out of her reverie,"Ready to go, hun ?"It was her married man, 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 door they went.

Rachel had told AJ about David, somewhat. He knew of their friendship and their upcoming encounter but didn't know that Rachel and Saint David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated messages, online. She had kept that part to herself. AJ didn't need to know those affair, he would only get green-eyed, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her husband, very dearly, and wanted him to like David. Jealousy would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small talk, the hr long car ride to the conference. They talked of former conferences and trafficker they wanted to make sure they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her skin, when AJ said Saint David's 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 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, and has been going to some of the police officer'workshops ”, Rachel said."Well, he is in for a delicacy tonight ! Does he love about the party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her husband. She knew where this was going. Every year, the firefighters'union hall held a huge party, with bagpipes, and detached food and beer. It never took long for things to get nutcase and AJ and Rachel never missed the company. They looked forward to it, each twelvemonth. This year, they were going to introduce St. David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's script a wring and they entered the conventionalism center parking garage. Time to get this political party started !

David had already explored all of the conventionality center during the last two days. He had never seen anything like it ! There were first gear respondent, from all over the world, attending, and there was always someone new to blab to. David had been enjoying himself, and had a flack in the grade he had signed up for. He had spent the finis two days, learning new vehicle extrication proficiency, and was about to necessitate his skills run, to be certified, and be able-bodied to go back and teach his new skills, to all his topical anaesthetic departments. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't assistant looking around for her. His disappointment hung heavy on his cheek, as he pulled up his bunker knickers, and stepped outside and into the insert testing area. He shook thoughts of Rachel out of his head, and focused on the mangled BMW in front of him. It was game time and he had a"patient"to cut out of the curve wreckage before him. Thoughts of Rachel slipped away, as David picked up the heavy"Jaws of lifespan ”, with picayune effort, and started smashing the posts of the car, with its'powerful jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention snapper, hand in hired man. She pulled the email from Saint David, out of her scoop, and began reading his schedule. As she looked over the piece of report, AJ squeezed her hand. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"St. David is testing for his Rescue cert right now. Do you desire to go watch ? Or go look through all the vender ?"AJ cerebration, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go watch him. I want to run into this illustrious David and see what all the fuss is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's hired man a business firm squeeze and they headed for the outdoor grooming field. Rachel spotted Saint David immediately and quickened her whole step. He was holding the wakeless"Jaws of spirit"and crushing the snapper military post of a ruin BMW, and she couldn't helper but stare. He held the great machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a split second, what it would finger like, to experience those warm manus traveling all over her body. Rachel and AJ watched, as David, skillfully, destroyed the Emily Price Post holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the roof back, and freed the trapped"patient"inside. He was flawless, with his movements, and even AJ could appreciate David's new skills, as he avoided the fomite'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as St. David finished his test and sat down the massive jaws. He had not spotted her yet, but she wasn't surprised. They weren't due to meet up for another 30 instant, Rachel was early. Just as she thought about walking over, David suddenly spotted Rachel and their eyes locked. For a schism second, the whole humankind faded away, and it was just Rachel and St. David, eyes locked, in a enchantment. AJ saw them interlace eyes, and gave his married woman's hand a gentle squeeze,"Is that Jacques Louis David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in David's focus."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go usher in ourselves."Before they could go more than two whole step, 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 helping hand and closed the gap between them, in endorsement. David saw Rachel's quickened steps and held his arms open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the concluding steps between them, as she opened and held her arms upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could discover nothing but her own impulse, thumping in her pinna, as she approached David. She didn't even bring in that she was holding her breathing spell. They closed the distance too quickly, and their soundbox came together, with a business firm"thump"! Caught off safety device, she stumbled, a step, and David locked his subdivision around her. He didn't mind, as it caused her to grab for him, in her stumbling haze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one smooth apparent motion."Hi kitten ”, he whispered in her ear, his breathing place sending shiver up her spine, and down to her achy pussy,"glad to finally hold you."David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their first embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching soma, in a loud representative, he said,"Glad to finally take on you, in person, Rach !"as he released her from his arms. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each early, but they both turned to AJ, with shining smiles. The men introduced themselves to each former, and started making small talk, as Rachel watched an EMT mishandle with a KED, in the examination area. The Edward Young girl was next, to examine, and Rachel could distinguish she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a spate, that would spark many phantasy, for long time to issue forth. Rachel was staring that the 2 aphrodisiac men, she had ever seen, in her life ! Saint David's salt and white pepper hair, sparkled in the bright forenoon sun, calling for her to run her manpower through it. His turn of events out coating was completely open, exposing his department t-shirt, dampened with traces of sweat, clinging to his chiseled torso. Oh, how she wanted to run her fingers under the rubber band brace, holding up his bunker drawers, and slide them off his strong shoulders.

Rachel tore her gaze away from David and her eyes landed on her husband. AJ was a very well-favoured man and Rachel considered herself lucky to be his. He was taller than Rachel, but didn't tug over her, just enough that required"tippy toe kisses ”, and she loved that. His face was very handsome, tan, chiseled, like the rest of him. Her eyes lingered, on her husbands'bearded sass, as flashes of the affair that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her point. She felt the heat and moisture grow, inside her lacy step-in, and shook the thoughts away. She trailed her eyes, down her married man'well defined breast, and longed for her eyes to be her brim. Rachel's eyes slide down his division A uniform buttons, to her favorite spot, the excrescence in his pants. She couldn't service but violate the gibbosity, with her eyes, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those loose-fitting tech pants, and wanted it badly. It was her favorite place to be ! She could spend hours, worshiping the monstrous shaft, hidden just behind his zip fastener. She was lost in sentiment of gagging on her husbands'cock and didn't notice that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been aware that she was licking her brim and making slight whimpers interference. Her activeness had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the awkward silence by clearing his pharynx and saying,"WELL ! We can all distinguish what she has on her judgment !"as everyone laughed.

The residuum of the pattern went as usually. David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the vendors, and explored the new vehicles. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each other forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was time to head to the fire-eater's Union vestibule, and the couple was nervous to evince David a fire fighter party. Rachel excused herself, to the ladies room, and let out a big breathing spell, as she locked the stall behind her. She peeled her soaked panties down and saw her pitiful swollen clit, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for sack. Rachel gave it a loving series of dab, and hid it behind the pixilated, black lacing, again. She took a deep hint, put a grinning on her sexually excruciate face, and pulled open the public lavatory door."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby wall, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's brass and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big smile on his human face. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her optic bounced from one sexy man, to the early, as affright set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the wall, closed his deal around hers, and headed for the way out, 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 panic spread and built, in her chest, as these two hot men led her towards the marriage mansion house. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became aware of a growing fire in her twat. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her erotic escorts and stumbled to a nearby wall. The cool brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated body and she needed to beguile her breath. She could already"smell"the nearby bagpipe's and drums playing and the vibrations didn't help her delicate state. Both men were, instantly, at her side, worry on both of their faces. After reassuring her pleasant-tasting date, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to confront them. The men were inches from her face, and she could finger their hot breather, on each of her impudence. She felt the line of descent Benjamin Rush back to her cheeks again, and knew she was in for a long nighttime. Rachel took both of their hands again, and headed the last blocking, to the hall.

The next few hours, was a blur of nutrient, beer, music, and dancing. The solid block around the hall was roped off for the company, and was slammed full of fellow for the first time responders, having a fire. Rachel had brought a change of wearing apparel with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the time to change. Her dress uniform was soaked in sweat and rubbing her skin raw. She ached to get out of her soak panties. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car Key. She was planning on changing in the parking garage, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her plans, David spoke up and offered to let her modification in his room. Jacques Louis David's hotel was following to the parking garage and the idea both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with David, given her flow state of arousal, and behave herself. AJ told her that Jacques Louis David's way was a better programme, as he handed her the keys to the car. Rachel felt the terror wage increase in her chest again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to surveil her, around the face of the marriage hall, where they could verbalise, without yelling. She told her husband, of the flack in her soaked panties, and her do-or-die demand for relief. A deplumate slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to fuck David, to her sweet and faithful husband. AJ caught her rent, midway down her deterrent, with his quarter round, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's face, in his hands, 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 back talk hovering above hers,"I talked to David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted tiny osculation all over her lips…."I want you to fuck him…."more, tiny, deadening, kisses…."as retentive as…."AJ trailed those fragile kisses across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every little particular later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's cheek and forced her oral cavity open with his spit. They locked, in a passionate kiss, tongues swirling, script roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the buss and looked into her husbands'eyes,"Are you indisputable about this ?"she asked in her sexy little unsure voice. She knew that voice drove him crazy and she saw his gibbosity beau and throbbing, under his zipper. AJ was sure, and they both knew it. He was every bit as excited as she was, and it showed.

Rachel took a cleansing breathing place 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 bring herself to do it. Now she had the chance and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and repay to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw Jacques Louis David. He was watching for her and they locked optic again. All doubt vanished from her brain, as she reached David and slipped her hand in his. His smile melted her last apothecaries' ounce of resolve and she was putty in his hands. She glanced back towards AJ, and saw him smiling at her. He gave a final exam nod and a ovolo up to her, as Rachel and Saint David disappeared into the crowd.

AJ could see the nervousness on his married woman's face, as she disappeared with David. He didn't know if she could bestow herself to cheat on him, but the thought process of another man, pounding her tight little slit, turned him on more than he expected. His hard cock was straining against his zipper, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the plan that he and David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an awful and giving womanhood, they both had wanted to please her. Her husband knew she had harbored secret desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made references, during their intimate escapade, of fucking early bozo and telling him all the details. She usually came all over his stopcock, when she reached the part where AJ watches the other man cream pie his honey wife. He always came right after, her orgasm pushing him past his break point. Tonight, he was going to make sure that his beautiful wife was quenched, in every way possible. AJ knew that Rachel had no idea what the respite of the evening would hold, as he smiled and began heading in the Lapp direction as his married woman, slipping David's spare key card out of his pouch, and tapping it against his other hired hand. The night was about to carry a very passionate turn, and he didn't want to miss a second of it.

As Rachel and David stood in the hotel lobby, waiting for the elevator, he felt her mitt trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The lustfulness had vanished, from his oculus, and was replaced with pinnace guardianship. He was very fond of Rachel. He might even make bold to say that he was falling in making love with her, if you could jazz two masses, at the same time. He felt his heart swell, just gazing at her. David was lost in her sparkling dreary centre 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 cutter expression."I am fine, my play toy ”, she said as she gave his hand a quick squeeze. They had been exchanging message, for months, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the sexual tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The doors closed and Rachel's dresser began to satiate with affright again. Could she go through with this ? Her nous raced through inquiry as her desire set her pussy aflame ! Rachel thought about their last online conversation, before the convention, and remembered that they had promised each other that nothing would happen. The online fantasies they shared, would remain on-line, and the panic grew in her chest. She wanted David. Her snatch ached for all those empty promise he had made online. Her brain began to believe of ways to seduce him and make him hers.

David could see that Rachel was lost in thought process, as her bag slipped down her arm. The heavily bag held her modification of apparel and, what appeared to be, two change of dress for AJ. Saint David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only packed one change of clothes for herself. They stepped out of the elevator and walked the long hallway, to David's way. He felt her shaking step-up, as he put the card in the door and opened the door. He had decided to treat himself and had booked a large suite, for the conference. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his way, so he had made sure as shooting it had a King sized bed, for his kitty to work on. Rachel covered a gasp, with her hand, when she saw the with child bed, looming before her. The visual modality of the bed made the sexual tenseness in the air, too thick to take a breath, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. David was mesmerized by the speedy climb and fall of Rachel's restrained DDD breasts, poking out of her, slightly unfold, uniform shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those buttons. St. David swallowed hard and tore his eyes away from her heaving dresser, as he felt his erection harden in his blue jean. He had worked out a plan, with AJ, for Rachel's conquest, but was now neural, in the shrinking space of the rooms. What if she said no ? Could Saint David jeopardy losing her ?

St. David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her hand in his. It was the consequence of truth and the air sparked with sexual electricity. The tautness was almost unbearable, as St. David reached for Rachel's clit. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made touch with first button, nestled in her delicious valley, his skin brushed against hers. Her eyes shot up to see his and he could see the lecherousness, growing with each swipe of her long whiplash. There were no words exchanged, as David delicately untie every button, trailing down to her waist. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growl, the hatful of her lacy bra, taking all words from his idea. David slide her shirt down her shoulders and it fell to the floor. They both stood, shaking, for a moment, just looking each other up and down. It was Rachel, who made the first motility. Stepping forward, she closed the distant between them, and pressed her DDD's to his thorax, her erect nipples poking through the lacy bra, and into his thin t-shirt. Rachel wrapped her implements of war around David's neck and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing in each other's rima oris, as she ran her tiny finger's breadth into his salt and pepper hair.

St. David had no more willpower, as he scooped her into his arms, and held her kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy softness, never losing her tasty mouth, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to take his clock time and research every column inch of his Kitten, and hoped to throw clock time to do so, but now was about following AJ's programme, and giving Rachel everything she craved. St. David kissed his way down her valley, to her waistline. He unfastened her pants and starting sliding them down her hips. Rachel let out a whine, causing his rooster to throb and strain far, in his denim. She lifted her pelvic arch, as he slide her pants down, her lace covered kitty-cat, bare inches from his grimace, the intoxicating aroma of her foreplay, heavy in the air. David took a footfall back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to burn her every curve, into his store. She looked so bloody sexy and exposed ! She laid there, her thorax rapidly rising and falling, her DDD's calling to him through their lace prison. His eyes traveled down, to her imprison sex mound, hiding sheepishly, behind more lace. David could see Rachel's enjoy succus, glistening in the light, on her delicate mound, and milky thigh, and it called to him. Every in of Rachel's body was begging for David's touch !

Rachel was startled by the sudden going of Saint David's attention, and opened her luxuria filled center. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he commute his mind ? affright raced through her, once again, as she searched her play 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 physical structure, in one swift movement. Her natural process broke St. David from his enchantment, and affright ran through his mind. Was she changing her judgement ? He had to have her and couldn't closure now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and Sweet Rachel. We don't have to do anything, if you don't want to. I care, a lot, about you, and don't want to lose you. We can just convert and go back to the party."He planted a series of kiss along her shoulder, following the strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so soundly and he couldn't halt himself. She squirmed, under his kisses, and goosebumps appeared, all over her pelt. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her manus in his hair, holding his mouth to her skin. She was arching her back, every time his lip met her skin, whimpers of lust, escaping from her pouty mouth.

Rachel heard a small sound and her centre fluttered clear. She froze, in fear, as she saw her husbands'reflection in the full length mirror. AJ had entered the room and was watching the lascivious fit open before him. His expression was a terrifying mix of anger and luxuria. Rachel's eye drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his hard tool, in his handwriting, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his hand up and down his swollen shaft, never taking his oculus off his wife and her wanton display of lust. Rachel and AJ locked heart, as David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to massage and grope her intemperate DDD's. She heard AJ let out a soft growling at the new attention she was getting from David, and AJ slightly increased his slow tugging of his pleasure pole. He gave Rachel a business firm nod, as if once again, granted her permission, and shifted his optic to David's lusty assault. It was all she needed, to lose herself in her new play toy, and Rachel's pussy blazed into a 2-alarm fire !

Rachel spun around on David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lace and jeans separating the fervency between them. She startled David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his eyes. Her daze blue eyes had glazed over, and David could only see hunger and desire, as she looked at him. His"Kitten"had changed into a wax blown tigress, on the prowl for cock, and starving. He swallowed, knockout, and wondered if he could handle he intense desires. Rachel didn't give him clip to think, as she ripped his T-shirt off his chest. It lay, in tattered scraps, around his shoulders and ribs. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his break dresser, with a thirstiness none of them had ever seen. She was so lust driven, with her apparent motion, that both men felt their rooster swell further, and news leak great streams of pre cum, down their fixed shafts. Rachel was at David's waist now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative clit in her way. St. David slipped his hand down and made easy body of work, of the frustrating denim, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one slick movement. He cock strained against his pugilist briefs as her expression hovered above. She could see the wet spot, from his per cum, soaking his shorts, and her back talk watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her mouth wasted no time, closing around the wet spot, and his throbbing peter brain beneath. She worked his stopcock, with her tongue, through the thinly boxershorts, moaning with each new deposit of wetness, her lace covered ass, waving at AJ with her exertion. AJ could see her exhilaration, trailing down her thighs, and increased his stroking pace. He couldn't believe his wife looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's waistband, indicating she wanted his boxers gone, as she lifted her face from his groin. David was nearing his limit, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to confine out and move over her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer briefs, throwing them across the way. Rachel didn't miss a beat and had wrapped her soft lips around his prick, before he had a chance to pitch the detest denim. He let out a thick moan as her lip slid down his shot. Her mouth was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole world disappeared as her sass slid up and down, taking Thomas More of him, with each stroke. David thought she would finish, when he felt the head of his swollen putz, bump against her gag physiological reaction, but Rachel simply took and deep hint, let out a low groan, and slide further down, until her nose nuzzled his sensitive tegument. Jacques Louis David had never had anyone take all of his putz before and the sentiency were overtake, as he felt her breath on his seawall. She milked his Pole, with her constant apparent motion of her tongue, coaxing stream after stream, of gooey pre cum, into her talented tongue. He was going to lose it ! Her mouth kept working his cock with a acquirement he had only read about. His whole physical structure was trembling with her every move.

Sensing that David was about to cum, she pulled her mouthpiece off his cock with a loud"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in contrary cowgirl position, and mounted his throbbing putz. She rubbed his puff up head at her ingress, coating it in her exhilaration. AJ made them both jump when he spoke,"Here it comes, David. Brace yourself ! She is tight as Inferno, and can exercise her pussy better than her sass !"Rachel looked into her hubby'oculus as she lowered herself onto Saint David's cock, her heart lost to her increasing lustfulness. She didn't stop until her pelvic bone hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the hard invader inside her. AJ quickened his chance event on his own cock as his married woman began rocking on another man's pecker. 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 panorama before him. It was the raging matter he had ever seen and wanted to be able-bodied to watch it again later. Rachel and David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urgency now. She had to palpate David cum ! She NEEDED to palpate him cum. Rachel had already experienced several lowly orgasm, during her short time savoring David's cock, but she could experience a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for going. Her pussy muscles throbbed and clamped around his turncock, milking his load to the surface, torturing David with every stroke. Her pace, quickening again, as she felt him fashion plate and her kitty-cat pulsing around him. David was now lifting his hip, pushing back against her, driving his rooster deeper, inside her velvety softness. The head of his cock, slamming against her g dapple, was making Rachel lose her head. Her total body was tied to her puss now, and all the sensations coming from it. They were both soaked in their mix succus and the air was thick with all of the auditory sensation. David was letting out oink now, his intact focus on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every stroke. Sounds of AJ groaning and yanking on his cock, rattled through her pinna, cheering her on. It was too hot for word and they were all on the boundary of cuming.

AJ could look at no Thomas More and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the chin, as she rode her new play toy. He turned her fount to him and pressed his cock to her mouth, rubbing his pre cum on her lips. He knew she would not protest, and she opened her oral cavity, swallowing his entire cock, in one Jonathan Swift move. Jacques Louis David continued to pound her pussy, as Rachel worked her husband'cock, moaning with every slash, her moaning cheering on David and vibrating AJ's tender peter. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her total body, gripping David's rooster in a tight vice. Her coming was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final driving force, in her mouth, and snap load after warhead of mucilaginous cum down her throat. Rachel never missed a beat and swallowed each watercourse, never wasting a drop. David cried out, at the unbelievable setting, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his beginning flow of stickiness sprayed her g smirch, attempting to put out the raging flack within her. She was just coming down from her wave of pleasure, when David released his first wave of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into orgasm, her body convulsing with delight. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in pleasure, and the room went black.

Rachel opened her heavy eyes and looked around the way. She was confused and it took her a moment to earn where she was. She had no idea how yearn she had been out but the suite was softly lit by a lamp on the other side of the elbow room and it was dark outside. She raised up on a decrepit elbow, and looked around the room. She was alone and bare. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the suite lock disengage and the room door open. She was greeted with St. David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some fast food base. She smiled at her aphrodisiacal men and they both smiled back."wellspring feeling who's FINALLY awake, David !"her married man said, as he sat a bag of intellectual nourishment in front line of her on the bed."How foresightful was I out ? Why did you guys not heat me ?"she asked, poutiness in her vox."You looked so beautiful, we couldn't wake you."David said as he leaned in and kissed her quickly and softly. AJ leaned in kissed her harder, rougher, and with Sir Thomas More urgency. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your rest, my cock starved married woman. The Night is still Cy Young. We only let you sleep an hour, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. Saint David flies out tomorrow good afternoon, and we aren't going to waste a moment of it !"Rachel took a bite of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her au naturel legs, her pussy sizzling with her growing excitement. This was going to be ONE Scheol OF A Nox, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy firemen pull off their pants and scupper their semi erect cocks, in presence of her….. ONE HELL OF A NIGHT INDEED !