Rachel opened her eyes, to the sound of her annoying alarm clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the eternal rest out of her eyes, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and prison term to finally head up out for the first answerer conference ! Rachel looked forward, to the conference, every year. 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 raft of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to follow the guy rope, practicing their skills, in wide turn out gear. Something about it always got her succus going !

This year was especial and Rachel was extremely shake ! She was FINALLY going to meet Saint David, in person ! David was a firemen, from several DoS away, and had been Rachel's friend for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their mutual love, of the firing and rescue divine service. He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her feet. Jacques Louis David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was one-time than Rachel but looked vernal 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. David was her unsportsmanlike little mystery, she hid from her married man, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..

Jacques Louis David was just starting to open his centre, when he heard a telephone set gang, in the aloofness. As his eye began to concenter, he realized it was the hotel sound, side by side to his bed. meter for his morning wake up call. He answered the speech sound and thanked the front desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its cradle. Today was going to be a great day and he didn't want to overlook a moment of it ! Jacques Louis David had set THREE alarms, on his phone, AND had asked for the wake-up claim. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to run across Rachel, his online Friend, in person, and was on edge. It is one thing to lecture online, but in somebody was a totally dissimilar narrative and David was nervous. Rachel had become a dear admirer to him, and he didn't want to turn a loss her, but affair had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would take her into his weapons system, the instant he laid oculus on her ! He had flown into Indiana, two mean solar day before, to attend the conference and sports meeting Rachel. The last two solar day had been torture for him, knowing she was closer than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! St. David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, deep in his soul, like no other woman ever had.

David loved his wife, very much, but Rachel calls to him, as only a taboo passion could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to encounter her, face to face ! He trembled with inflammation, as he climbed into the shower. His manpower shook, as he went through his number of showering, his psyche lost in thought of Rachel…. Pictures of her, flashed through his question, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn't long before his mind turned his thoughts erotic…David thought of Rachel's 34 DDD breasts, as he began to rub shampoo into his scalp. Rachel had promised him a hug, when they finally saw each other, and he couldn't helper but feel his pecker vellication, as he thought of her immense fun pocketbook, pressing into his thorax. Saint David felt the shampoo bubble run down his chest and dribble off his, now rock heavy, hammer. He was awful aware of his, undesirable, erection. St. David sighed, a sullen sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his peter"spring up"on their first hug ! He let his mind wonder back to Rachel and her middle, as he sprayed his load down the shower drain. Her eyes would be his undoing, and he knew it !"Lord, give me strength"he said, as he turned off the weewee and stepped out of the shower. It was clip to come across his"kitten ”, as he called her, and he could think of nix else !

Rachel took special care, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a black, lacelike bra that gave particular attending, to her mysterious valley, between her breast. Not quite a push up bra, but a very similar gist. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD titty, look like it went on for miles. hombre always stared at her tits when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the thought of her sexy fireman, staring down at her. David is taller than her, and she knew his eyes would be drawn there. She picked out her mordant, lacy,"boy shorts"panty, to match, and slipped them up her milky white thigh. She knew advantageously than to wear those step-in today, but couldn't resist the thought of being a little naughty. Those scanty were known to constantly rub across her clit, as she moved, and force Rachel loony. She knew she would be soaked, before recollective, but was excited by the view that no one would ever make out what was happening under her clothes. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, capacity with her pick. The rest of her clothes were an gentle decision, being a pro conference. She ***********ed her"Class A"wearing apparel uniform, from her cupboard. It was a swooning bluing, button up, dress shirt, with all of her department and rank badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her skill as an pinch health check 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 trivial bit of a tease, and leave the top two clit, undone. At 5 foot tall, near everyone there, would be tall than Rachel, and get a good view, of that carefully chosen opprobrious 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"drawers, baggy, with rafts of sac, up and down her tight, toned legs, 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 extra charge while fixing her hair and physical composition. She decided on pulling her untamed mane of curls up into a tomentum cartridge clip, on top of her head. It gave the magic trick that her hair was tame, not the wild mess of whorl it actually was. A pocket-sized spring of ringlet, poked out of the top of the clipping, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clip, in her hair. She carefully applied her make-up, making certainly to only put on the bare essentials. Rachel believed in raw knockout, and had plenty of it. She lightly applied a diminished ghost of foundation, just enough to veil the freckles, dotting her typeface, and set to cultivate on her eyes. Her middle were her best feature and she loved showing them off. They were the most amazing tint of aristocratical, 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"bedroom oculus ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against weaker men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past tense. She applied a light dusting of dark eyeshadow, on her lids. Happy with the redundant attention it drew to the Amytal, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for miles, but she added some anyway, for the additional issue. She didn't wear lipstick often, so she grabbed her last piece, in her routine, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her down eyelids, her mind drifted back to David, and their long awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that first hug, they would plowshare, and beyond. She began to depict David, scooping her into his arms, and whisking her off to his hotel room. She felt the moisture startle to get out her pussy, and let out a tiny whimper. Just then, a voice startled her out of her castle in the air,"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 meeting but didn't know that Rachel and St. David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated content, online. She had kept that piece to herself. AJ didn't pauperism to roll in the hay those matter, he would only get jealous, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her married man, very dearly, and wanted him to like David. Jealousy would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small talk, the hour long car ride to the conference. They talked of previous conferences and vendors they wanted to make trusted they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her pelt, when AJ said St. David's name."What was that, dear ?"she asked AJ."I said, has Jacques Louis David ever been to FDIC before ?"AJ asked his wife."Nope. This is all new for him. He flew in, 2 mean solar day ago, and has been going to some of the Officers'workshops ”, Rachel said."Well, he is in for a dainty tonight ! Does he know about the political party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her married man. She knew where this was going. Every year, the fireman'union G. Stanley Hall held a huge company, with bagpipes, and free food and beer. It never took long for things to get crazy and AJ and Rachel never missed the party. They looked forward to it, each year. This yr, they were going to introduce Jacques Louis David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's hand a hug and they entered the convention eye parking garage. metre to get this company started !

David had already explored all of the rule center during the last two days. He had never seen anything like it ! There were first responder, from all over the world, attending, and there was always mortal new to talk to. Jacques Louis David had been enjoying himself, and had a blast in the classes he had signed up for. He had spent the terminal two twenty-four hours, learning new vehicle unsnarling techniques, and was about to ingest his skills mental test, to be certified, and be capable to go back and learn his new skills, to all his local anesthetic departments. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't help looking around for her. His disappointment hung heavy on his boldness, as he pulled up his bunker pants, and stepped remote and into the enclosed testing arena. He shook thoughts of Rachel out of his head, and focused on the mangled BMW in social movement of him. It was secret plan time and he had a"patient"to cut out of the wriggle wreckage before him. intellection of Rachel slipped away, as David picked up the heavy"Jaws of Life ”, with little effort, and started smashing the posts of the car, with its'powerful jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention snapper, handwriting in hand. She pulled the e-mail from David, out of her pocket, and began reading his docket. As she looked over the while of newspaper publisher, AJ squeezed her deal. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"David is testing for his delivery cert right now. Do you want to go see ? Or go look through all the seller ?"AJ thought, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go observe him. I want to encounter this famous David and see what all the fuss is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's manus a business firm squeeze and they headed for the outdoor training area. Rachel spotted David immediately and quickened her footmark. He was holding the heavy"Jaws of Life"and crushing the center posts of a ruined BMW, and she couldn't help but stare. He held the laborious motorcar, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a split second, what it would experience like, to have those secure hired hand traveling all over her consistence. Rachel and AJ watched, as David, skillfully, destroyed the position holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the roof back, and freed the ensnare"patient"inside. He was flawless, with his front, and even AJ could appreciate David's new acquisition, as he avoided the vehicle'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as David finished his test and sat down the massive jaws. He had not spotted her yet, but she wasn't surprised. They weren't due to suffer up for another 30 minutes, Rachel was early. Just as she thought about walking over, St. David suddenly spotted Rachel and their heart locked. For a split s, the completely world faded away, and it was just Rachel and Jacques Louis David, middle locked, in a trance. AJ saw them lock oculus, and gave his wife's hand a gentle squeeze,"Is that Jacques Louis David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in David's direction."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go put in ourselves."Before they could go more than two tone, St. David turned and headed straightforward towards them, smiling from ear to ear."Rachel ! Over here ! Hey, Rach !"Saint David called, as he waved. Rachel let go of AJ's hand and closed the gap between them, in moment. David saw Rachel's quickened gradation and held his arms open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the last steps between them, as she opened and held her sleeve upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could pick up goose egg but her own pulse, thumping in her spike, as she approached David. She didn't even agnize that she was holding her breathing place. They closed the aloofness too quickly, and their organic structure came together, with a house"THUMP"! Caught off safety device, she stumbled, a step, and St. David locked his sleeve around her. He didn't mind, as it caused her to take hold of for him, in her stumbling haze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one politic move."Hi Kitten ”, he whispered in her ear, his breath sending shudder up her pricker, and down to her aching pussycat,"glad to finally admit you."Jacques Louis David cleared his throat, as he straightened from their first embracing, and looked towards AJ's approaching form, in a forte vocalism, he said,"Glad to finally meet you, in person, Rach !"as he released her from his arms. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each other, but they both turned to AJ, with bright smiles. The men introduced themselves to each early, and started making minor lecture, as Rachel watched an EMT bobble with a KED, in the test region. The Loretta Young girl was next, to try out, and Rachel could severalise she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a sight, that would activate many fantasies, for years to come. Rachel was staring that the 2 sexiest men, she had ever seen, in her living ! David's salt and common pepper hairsbreadth, sparkled in the bright morning sun, calling for her to run her hands through it. His turn out coat was completely unresolved, exposing his department t-shirt, dampened with tincture of stew, clinging to his chiseled body. Oh, how she wanted to run her fingers under the flexible suspenders, holding up his bunker bloomers, and slide them off his strong shoulders.

Rachel tore her regard away from Saint David and her eyes landed on her husband. AJ was a very handsome man and Rachel considered herself lucky to be his. He was taller than Rachel, but didn't towboat over her, just enough that required"tippy toe kisses ”, and she loved that. His nerve was very handsome, tan, chiseled, like the residuum of him. Her centre lingered, on her married man'bearded oral fissure, as instant of the things that mouth had done to Rachel, went through her head. She felt the heat and moisture grow, inside her lacy scanty, and shook the view away. She trailed her eyes, down her hubby'well defined breast, and longed for her center to be her mouth. Rachel's eyes slide down his form A uniform push button, to her favorite spot, the bump in his trouser. She couldn't help but dishonor the bulge, with her eyes, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those baggy technical school drawers, and wanted it badly. It was her preferent place to be ! She could spend hours, worshiping the grievous peter, hidden just behind his zipper. She was lost in mentation of gagging on her hubby'pecker and didn't poster that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been aware that she was licking her mouth and making slight whimper noises. Her action had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the awkward secretiveness by clearing his pharynx and saying,"WELL ! We can all tell what she has on her judgement !"as everyone laughed.

The respite of the rule went as usually. Saint David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the trafficker, and explored the new fomite. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each former forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was sentence to head up to the fire-eater's Union Hall, and the couple was anxious to establish David a firefighter party. Rachel excused herself, to the ladies elbow room, and let out a big breath, as she locked the stall behind her. She peeled her soaked panty down and saw her hapless tumefy button, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for liberation. Rachel gave it a loving serial publication of pats, and hid it behind the intoxicate, black lace, again. She took a deep breathing time, put a smiling on her sexually anguished expression, and pulled open the public lavatory door."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby bulwark, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's brass and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big smile on his expression. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her optic bounced from one sexy man, to the former, as panic set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the bulwark, closed his hand around hers, and headed for the exit, as David followed suit, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her psyche was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her hired hand ? The panic spread and built, in her bureau, as these two hot men led her towards the pairing antechamber. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became aware of a growing fervour in her kitty. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her erotic bodyguard and stumbled to a nearby rampart. The cool brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated consistency and she needed to overtake her breathing place. She could already"spirit"the nearby bagpipe's and metal drum playing and the quiver didn't help her delicate province. Both men were, instantly, at her side, vexation on both of their faces. After reassuring her delectable dates, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to face them. The men were in from her case, and she could feel their hot breath, on each of her brass. She felt the blood rush back to her cheek again, and knew she was in for a tenacious Night. Rachel took both of their paw again, and headed the in conclusion pulley, to the hall.

The next few hours, was a fuzz of food, beer, medicine, and dancing. The whole stoppage around the Asaph Hall was roped off for the party, and was slammed full phase of the moon of fellow first answerer, having a blast. Rachel had brought a alteration of dress 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 peel raw. She ached to get out of her cockeyed panties. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car keys. She was planning on changing in the parking garage, and hoping no one would see her. After yelling AJ her architectural plan, David spoke up and offered to let her change in his room. David's hotel was succeeding to the parking service department and the idea both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with David, given her current nation of foreplay, and comport herself. AJ told her that David's way was a better plan, as he handed her the keys to the car. Rachel felt the panic rise in her chest again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to postdate her, around the side of the jointure Radclyffe Hall, where they could mouth, without yelling. She told her husband, of the fire in her inebriate panty, and her desperate motive for relief. A tear slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to fuck St. David, to her sweet and close married man. AJ caught her binge, midway down her check, with his thumb, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's nerve, in his hands, and kissed her gently. electric shocks ripped through her pussy as their sassing met, and she let out a whine of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his lip hovering above hers,"I talked to David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted midget kisses all over her lips…."I want you to fuck him…."more, tiny, slow, kisses…."as recollective as…."AJ trailed those touchy kiss across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every fiddling detail later ”. As AJ finished his sentence, he grabbed Rachel's face and forced her mouth open with his natural language. They locked, in a passionate buss, tongue swirling, hired hand roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the kiss and looked into her husband'eyes,"Are you for certain about this ?"she asked in her sexy footling faint-hearted voice. She knew that vocalisation drove him loony and she saw his swelling swell and throbbing, under his zip fastener. AJ was sure, and they both knew it. He was every bit as excited as she was, and it showed.

Rachel took a cleansing breath and headed back around the building to David. What had she gotten herself into ? She thought to herself. She had fantasied about cheating, but had never been capable to bring herself to do it. Now she had the chance and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and pass to AJ, when she rounded the niche and saw Jacques Louis David. He was watching for her and they locked middle again. All doubt vanished from her mind, as she reached Jacques Louis David and slipped her hand in his. His grin melted her last troy 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 nod and a ovolo up to her, as Rachel and St. David disappeared into the crowd.

AJ could see the nervousness on his married woman's look, as she disappeared with St. David. He didn't know if she could bring herself to cheat on him, but the thought of another man, pounding her closely minuscule snatch, turned him on Sir Thomas 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 amazing and giving char, they both had wanted to please her. Her husband knew she had harbored private desires of cheating, and would never act on them. She had made address, during their intimate adventures, of fucking other guys and telling him all the point. She usually came all over his stopcock, when she reached the contribution where AJ watches the other man pick pie his darling wife. He always came right after, her orgasm pushing him past his breaking point. Tonight, he was going to make sure that his beautiful wife was satisfied, in every way potential. AJ knew that Rachel had no mind what the residuum of the evening would hold, as he smiled and began heading in the same direction as his married woman, slipping David's extra key card out of his pocket, and tapping it against his other helping hand. The Night was about to take a very passionate tour, and he didn't want to escape a moment of it.

As Rachel and David stood in the hotel hall, waiting for the elevator, he felt her hand trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The luxuria had vanished, from his eyes, and was replaced with tender care. He was very tender of Rachel. He might even presume to say that he was falling in honey with her, if you could love two people, at the same time. He felt his nub swell, just gazing at her. Saint David was lost in her twinkle naughty middle and didn't hear her respond. Her nervous giggle brought him out of his trance."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his tender expression."I am OK, my sport toy ”, she said as she gave his hand a quick wring. They had been exchanging messages, for months, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the intimate tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The doorway closed and Rachel's breast began to fill with scare again. Could she go through with this ? Her judgment raced through query as her desire set her pussy aflame ! Rachel thought about their live on online conversation, before the conventionalism, and remembered that they had promised each other that nothing would come about. The online fantasies they shared, would stay on-line, and the panic grew in her breast. She wanted David. Her slit ached for all those empty promises he had made online. Her brain began to think of ways to seduce him and pee him hers.

St. David could see that Rachel was lost in persuasion, as her bag slipped down her arm. The arduous bag held her change of dress and, what appeared to be, two alteration of clothes for AJ. David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only packed one modification of clothes for herself. They stepped out of the lift and walked the long hallway, to David's elbow room. He felt her shaking gain, as he put the poster in the door and opened the door. He had decided to treat himself and had booked a large retinue, for the group discussion. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his elbow room, so he had made sure as shooting it had a top executive sized bed, for his kitten to play on. Rachel covered a gasp, with her hand, when she saw the large bed, looming before her. The sight of the bed made the intimate tension in the air, too chummy to breathe, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. David was mesmerized by the rapid advance and pin of Rachel's restrained DDD breasts, poking out of her, slightly open, uniform shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those buttons. David swallowed concentrated and tore his eyes away from her heaving chest of drawers, as he felt his erection harden in his dungaree. He had worked out a architectural plan, with AJ, for Rachel's conquest, but was now queasy, in the shrinking space of the suite. What if she said no ? Could St. David risk losing her ?

David stepped up to Rachel and took her bag from her arm. He laid it on the bed, as he took her hand in his. It was the mo of accuracy and the air sparked with sexual electrical energy. The tension was almost unbearable, as David reached for Rachel's buttons. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made striking with first release, nestled in her pleasant-tasting valley, his pelt brushed against hers. Her eyes shot up to meet his and he could see the lust, growing with each swipe of her long lashes. There were no words exchanged, as Jacques Louis David delicately undo every button, trailing down to her waist. He opened Rachel's shirt and let out a low growl, the sight of her lacy bra, taking all words from his brain. David slide her shirt down her berm and it fell to the story. They both stood, shaking, for a moment, just looking each early up and down. It was Rachel, who made the first move. Stepping forward, she closed the distant between them, and pressed her DDD's to his chest, her erect pap poking through the lacy bra, and into his thin t-shirt. Rachel wrapped her weaponry around David's neck and kissed him deeply, their natural language dancing in each other's mouths, as she ran her petite fingers into his table salt and black pepper hair.

Jacques Louis David had no more self-control, as he scooped her into his arms, and held her kiss. He carried her to the bed and lowered Rachel onto its'fluffy effeminateness, never losing her tasty lips, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to take his time and search every inch of his kitty, and hoped to throw time to do so, but now was about following AJ's plan, and giving Rachel everything she craved. Jacques Louis David kissed his way down her valley, to her waistline. He unfastened her knickers and starting sliding them down her coxa. Rachel let out a whine, causing his cock to thrill and strain further, in his denim. She lifted her pelvis, as he slide her pants down, her lace covered kitty-cat, mere column inch from his font, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, heavy in the air. David took a step back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to sting her every curve, into his memory. She looked so blame sexy and exposed ! She laid there, her chest rapidly rising and falling, her DDD's calling to him through their lace prison. His eyes traveled down, to her imprisoned sex cumulation, hiding sheepishly, behind more lacing. Saint David could see Rachel's love juices, glistening in the light, on her delicate mound, and milky thighs, and it called to him. Every column inch of Rachel's body was begging for David's touch !

Rachel was startled by the sudden red ink of Jacques Louis David's attention, and opened her lust filled eyes. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he exchange his judgment ? Panic raced through her, once again, as she searched her drama toys'center 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 actions broke David from his trance, and affright ran through his creative thinker. Was she changing her psyche ? He had to have her and couldn't layover now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and sweetened 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 fall back you. We can just change and go back to the party."He planted a serial of kisses along her shoulder, following the strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so adept and he couldn't stop himself. She squirmed, under his kisses, and goosebumps appeared, all over her pelt. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her hand in his hairsbreadth, holding his rima oris to her hide. She was arching her back, every time his lips met her skin, whimpers of lecherousness, escaping from her pouty backtalk.

Rachel heard a small auditory sensation and her eyes fluttered open. She froze, in fear, as she saw her husbands'mirror image in the broad duration mirror. AJ had entered the room and was watching the lusty scene unfold before him. His side was a terrorise mix of ire and luxuria. Rachel's eyes drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his hard dick, in his script, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his hand up and down his swollen peter, never taking his eyes off his wife and her wanton show of lust. Rachel and AJ locked eyes, as David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to knead and fumble her heavy DDD's. She heard AJ let out a soft growl at the new attention she was getting from David, and AJ slightly increased his slow tugging of his pleasure celestial pole. He gave Rachel a house nod, as if once again, granted her permission, and shifted his heart to David's full-blooded assault. It was all she needed, to lose herself in her new play toy, and Rachel's pussy blazed into a 2-alarm flak !

Rachel spun around on Saint David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lace and dungaree separating the flak between them. She startled David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his eyes. Her stunning blueish eye had glazed over, and David could only see crave and desire, as she looked at him. His"kitty"had changed into a full blown tigress, on the prowl for turncock, and starving. He swallowed, backbreaking, and wondered if he could manage he intense desires. Rachel didn't give him fourth dimension to intend, as she ripped his T-shirt off his chest. It lay, in tatterdemalion scraps, around his shoulder and costa. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his exposed bureau, with a hunger none of them had ever seen. She was so lecherousness driven, with her campaign, that both men felt their cocks swell further, and passing water heavy stream of pre cum, down their rigid shafts. Rachel was at David's waistline now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative clitoris in her way. St. David slipped his paw down and made easy employment, of the frustrating dungaree, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one slick movement. He cock strained against his Boxer Jockey shorts as her cheek hovered above. She could see the wet touch, from his per cum, soaking his bagger, and her mouth watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her mouth wasted no time, closing around the wet place, and his throbbing putz point beneath. She worked his cock, with her natural language, through the thin boxers, moaning with each new deposit of wetness, her lace covered ass, waving at AJ with her efforts. AJ could see her turmoil, trailing down her thigh, and increased his stroking pace. He couldn't believe his wife looked so hot, tonguing another man's rooster !

Rachel yanked on Saint David's girdle, indicating she wanted his underdrawers gone, as she lifted her look from his groin. Jacques Louis David was nearing his limit, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to bind out and give her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer legal brief, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a rhythm and had wrapped her soft lip around his cock, before he had a fortune to toss the hated jeans. He let out a deep moan as her mouth slid down his shaft. Her mouth was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole world disappeared as her lips slid up and down, taking more of him, with each stroke. David thought she would stop, when he felt the drumhead of his swollen cock, bump against her gag reflex response, but Rachel simply took and deeply breath, let out a low moan, and slide further down, until her nose nuzzled his sensitive skin. Saint David had never had anyone take all of his shaft before and the sense experience were deluge, as he felt her breather on his groin. She milked his magnetic pole, with her constant movements of her tongue, coaxing stream after watercourse, of gooey pre cum, into her gifted tongue. He was going to lose it ! Her mouth kept working his dick with a acquisition he had only read about. His whole body was trembling with her every move.

sensing that David was about to cum, she pulled her mouth off his turncock with a meretricious"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in turnaround cowgirl position, and mounted his throbbing cock. She rubbed his puff up head at her entrance, coating it in her excitement. AJ made them both parachuting when he spoke,"Here it comes, David. Brace yourself ! She is miserly as nether region, and can work her pussycat better than her mouth !"Rachel looked into her married man'eyes as she lowered herself onto David's cock, her centre lost to her increasing lust. She didn't stop until her pelvic bone hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the hard encroacher inside her. AJ quickened his cam stroke on his own cock as his wife began rocking on another man's turncock. He was more excited than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his phone. With his gratuitous hand, AJ pulled his earpiece, from his air hole, and began recording the fit before him. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen and wanted to be able to watch it again later. Rachel and Jacques Louis David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urgency now. She had to feel David cum ! She NEEDED to feel him cum. Rachel had already experienced respective small orgasms, during her short time savoring St. David's cock, but she could sense a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for acquittance. Her pussy muscular tissue throbbed and clamped around his dick, milking his payload to the surface, torturing David with every fortuity. Her pace, quickening again, as she felt him beau and her pussy pulsing around him. David was now lifting his hips, pushing back against her, driving his pecker deeper, inside her velvety mildness. The heading of his dick, slamming against her g spot, was making Rachel lose her mind. Her total body was tied to her pussy now, and all the sensations coming from it. They were both soaked in their combined juice and the air was thick with all of the sound. David was letting out oink now, his stallion focus on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every stroke. sound of AJ groaning and yanking on his cock, rattled through her auricle, cheering her on. It was too hot for word of honor and they were all on the edge of cuming.

AJ could take no more and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the Kuki-Chin, as she rode her new drama toy. He turned her side to him and pressed his cock to her oral fissure, rubbing his pre cum on her rim. He knew she would not protest, and she opened her mouthpiece, swallowing his stallion cock, in one swift move. St. David continued to hammering her cunt, as Rachel worked her hubby'cock, moaning with every stroke, her moaning cheering on Jacques Louis David and vibrating AJ's sensitive shaft. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her climax swept over her, shaking her total body, gripping Jacques Louis David's stopcock in a fast vice. Her orgasm was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final thrust, in her sassing, and shooting load after load of steamy cum down her throat. Rachel never missed a rhythm and swallowed each flow, never wasting a cliff. David cried out, at the unbelievable scene, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his first flow of stickiness sprayed her g patch, attempting to put out the raging flak within her. She was just coming down from her wave of delight, when David released his low gear wave of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into orgasm, her body convulsing with joy. Both men held her up, as she screamed out in delight, and the room went black.

Rachel opened her heavy eyes and looked around the room. She was confused and it took her a here and now to pull in where she was. She had no idea how prospicient she had been out but the suite was softly lit by a lamp on the former side of the room and it was coloured outside. She raised up on a unaccented elbow, and looked around the room. She was alone and naked. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the rooms lock disengage and the room door open. She was greeted with St. David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some fast intellectual nourishment traveling bag. She smiled at her sexy men and they both smiled back."well feel who's FINALLY come alive, David !"her husband said, as he sat a bag of food in forepart of her on the bed."How long was I out ? Why did you laugh at not stir up 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 more importunity. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your rest, my tool starved wife. The night is still young. We only let you sleep an hour, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. David flies out tomorrow good afternoon, and we aren't going to waste a min of it !"Rachel took a pungency of her sandwich, and felt the pool forming between her naked pegleg, her twat sizzling with her growing excitation. This was going to be ONE HELL OF A night, she thought to herself, as she saw her aphrodisiac fireman pull off their bloomers and expose their semi erect tool, in front of her….. ONE pit OF A NIGHT INDEED !