The car sparked to life story and we drove out front, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would birth done. I saw Tasha wave and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A entire, excruciating minute passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safety to get up"

I let out a breath 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 guinea pig"

"Just in case I needed a heart attack !"Tasha bicker at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her heart back into home.

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

That explanation was fine. It was good. There was no need to say another Christian Bible. But, my darling ex, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to shut up.

"Some fuck programme that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a deep breath in preparation for the torrent of tempestuous words, salacity, and contumely my temper was about to unloosen, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and stir her head.

"I have a ripe idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most evilness way.

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a fragile steer 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 side redden just a bit, making her freckle stand out.

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

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

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

"You got your period ?"came Tasha's contribution. I was wondering why she cared.

Tasha continued.

"What's your position on sex during your geological period ?"

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the reply to that one fusillade out of me before any conscious persuasion could even censor, much less stop it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five years. To see us you would never think 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 unceasing scrap for any sexual favor from her, just to see the smell on other guy cable faces, as she would stroll past them and smack me on the impudence.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect hour glass name. Her C-cup knocker are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a dancer, which formed themselves into the sweet-scented ass you have ever seen. It's doggie out just so, and the earth chassis that unadulterated little salmon pink men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk of life into a pole staring at her walkway.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five old age we were married. I never came close-fitting. But, over the last hebdomad, with her needing me to avail her melt and thus escape retribution 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 last half hr, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another round of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to prevent Ron ‘ well-chosen'during that week ?"

"I told him to take issue 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 sense bad about it. But, on the early manus, Rachel couldn't come out and say that either. How ungrateful would she look ?

"Maybe a picayune, but I've been making up for it, haven't I Ron ?"Rachel asked trying to enlist my aid, and turning the table. So she thought.

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

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

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

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

We were just a twosome of minutes from arriving back at my place and I was dying to bonk what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that mentation I reflected on the past week ( See the premature Two Can Keep a enigma chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life sentence.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me egg and caused more than a few combat. terminal hebdomad I hooked up with her sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday company. Great night. The next dawning, when I left the fille alone, a Russian gangster paid them a visit. I found both ladies naked and tied to a hot seat. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with gangster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the John Cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and in all probability Kim to regain that out.

They came up with the idea of pretending to belt down Rachel in a car chance event and backup another body for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the plan. To thank me for the crimes I have and would commit, both women have been fucking me until my cock is raw and red. There are worse fashion to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very volition, even going as far as to dedicate me license to fuck her adept booster, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder length red hair. She's a small on the myopic side, at about 5'2"and just a touch modality heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and most of that extra ended up in her ass and boobs. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to fall apart tops that hid them. I hated that. late issue have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been admirer for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both young woman mature from gangly teens to stunning fair sex.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to take Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in love with her, and it seemed unseasonable. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me commit fraud at the crematorium. I was very grateful for her aid. She didn't have to work very firmly to alter my mind.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her female parent's keys, to break into Rachel's dental practitioner function, so we could take dental x-rays of a corpse that we would burn 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 component of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check off on the still alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my situation, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's enquiry snapped me back to the exhibit.

"Because I just want to bring in sure Kim is coolheaded with it ?"Tasha said evasively.

"With what ?"Rachel said insistently, with a hint of panic.

To be evenhandedly, Kim has used every excuse she could to have me fuck her sometime sister in a multifariousness of direction. Kim is most empathise in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another woman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual person lover, gave her a first rate pussycat licking. And, though reluctant at commencement, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a week, is most unlike her Sister. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a shock. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you forget matter. She is a little shorter than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss Apr is not as cunning as Miss June. Your dick would shrivel up and blow out away if you had to have it off the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's boob are a signature smaller, but probably more unwavering. It is certainly fun to liken them. Kim's legs are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not do Rachel's interrogative, instead she flicked on the trafficator signaling her intent to turn onto my street.

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

Based on the way this hebdomad had gone, Rachel would give birth had to be softheaded to suppose that something sexual was not on Tasha's judgement. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible matter she hated and was praying that Tasha could not register her judgement. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to recover from our escapade and mentation of these beautiful eubstance was starting to inflame Bruno of Toul.

We pulled into my drive with Rachel still trying to get an response out of Tasha.

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my spatial relation beside her. I was all too happy to let Rachel run her mental imagery through the gauntlet and workplace her ego 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 house. We were all mum. Tasha went in first gear and I heard Kim before I saw her.

"Thank God ! Tasha, are you all mighty !"Kim said in obvious relief.

I started to feel a fiddling shamefaced. 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 hours 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 clumsy and thankful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

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

"What ?"asked Kim

"Yeah."echoed Tasha"What this prison term ?"

Rachel was unsounded, but glaring at me. I was in no mood to find a diplomatical solution, but I was also not going solution for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. echo 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 fast mo, and then softened.

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

"Those were not the words 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 gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of hand, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a look that could unclothe paint, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really dark 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 ‘ trollop'didn't she ? !"Tasha shouted"She has bad mouthed me ever since we were in school, Kim. How the hell can you shoot her side ?"

"I told you, Tasha. We are all tired and worked up."

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

"Fuck you, Rachel ! I'm risking jail to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking slept with your dental practitioner ! All to help oneself you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a fuck ungrateful kick ! I don't know if I should name the cops or just kick your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both grow across-the-board at the intelligence ‘ cops ’. My breadbasket did a flip, and I wondered if she was serious. It was in all probability just emotion, but a lot of bad matter have come when emotion clouds rational number persuasion. 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 class and will win in a landslide. She is more cunt than a gang of female greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each dark, to iron heel. She had a big oral fissure and the contribution of the nous that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and Sir Thomas More, right Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her shoe 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 ‘ bitch'and left it at that. Maybe that was it. Maybe she was wondering why I was defending her, even in this left handed way, but she at least found her representative and civilized tone.

"Y..yes. I'm a bitch. I'm really sorry. Really, I am. You have been a big assist and I would be so screw if you had not stepped in to serve. I don't know what to say to make it up to you."

Tasha got that immorality glint in her eye for just a arcsecond. Then she spoke

"action at law speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to take heed you babble about how good-for-nothing you are. I think you should exhibit me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her articulation filled with fear and anxiety.

"Well, Ron had told me what a trade good small hussy you have been yourself these past few daylight"said Tasha with an acid tinged matter-of-fact step.

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

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too decent to use that watchword in this site. 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 of the general management this was going, but the exact destination was a mystery to me.

"have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sweetness in her voice. When Rachel began to look at the flooring 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 help me."

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

Rachel sighed heavily and exasperatedly.

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

"You don't go very proud of about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could answer, Kim stepped in to represent 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 desire Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

"What ? !"the rest of us said in one interpreter. Kim continued the thought

"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-scale detail seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"fourth dimension to get to work, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her oculus go wide. My little particular had not gone unnoticed after all.

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

"Mostly."came the answer"I'm thinking that since I am helping clean up your mess, you can help pick up mine."

"B…but.. that's gross"answered Rachel

"Ron ”, Tasha looked at me"When Rachel was being"accommodating"did you cum in her cute trivial rima oris ?"

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

"See, I know you been eating Kim's cunt and Ron's dumped a lading down your throat. You're just cutting out one partner to get to the Sami place."Said Tasha in spirit that implied impenetrable logic..

"No, Tasha. Please, don't take a crap 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 eventide she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me attire that she had used on Francois Jacob, into a couplet of comfortable denim and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her rich breasts, ensnared by a sexy leafy vegetable bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her dungaree, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her dungaree to the trading floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of pantie. My eyes focused on the low patch of cloth covering her snatch. I was searching for signs 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 chagrin of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with scare starting to gain ground the upper hand.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the fabric of her bra give as the clasp was sunk. Rachel's center were riveted to Tasha's breasts as she nonchalantly took her bra off and dropped it to the story.

‘ At to the lowest degree D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were unwaveringly looking and rode gamey on her chest than their size of it should bear allowed. Her areolas are a short pocket-size than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you set up ?'Tasha said taking a footprint towards my ex-wife, as her fingerbreadth began to slide into the waistband of her last remain article of clothing.

"A pornography moving-picture show !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the slut in the erotica movie and you be the managing director ! Please, you can have Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"goodness !"Tasha said, in a satisfy spirit,"Porn slut, you can begin by eating my pussy"

With that, Tasha took her panty down and off. She was completely naked and then closed the remaining distance to Rachel.

"On your knees, or I call the pig"Tasha ordered.

"N.nn.no"Rachel said shakily, but she complied.

"work force 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 gentlewoman. I had expected shock and ire on her aspect. There was none of that. Her lips were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim face was filled with lustfulness.

Tasha pulled Rachel's brass into her groin and flat coat her little red muff into Rachel's face for a long second and then pulled her question back. Tasha's face looked a commixture of satisfaction and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head farther back causing her to tend backwards and then strike back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained good. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to labor Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's peg and Rachel would have the admittance 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 ladies. We saw Rachel's natural language appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her reluctant lover's face.

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That feels good, Rachel. You are a goodness minuscule porn slut."

As if in answer to a compliment, Rachel began to move her forefront faster, working Tasha's slit in an pressing manner. Tasha began to sway and slowly thrust her pussy into Rachel's nerve. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to stay balanced and to keep her boldness glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

"Oh, shtup ya !"Keep doing that ! Fuck, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly capable. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into fuddled knots as her arousal bedcover to all orbit.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her sass. One of her hands had dropped to her social movement and Kim rubbed her own pussy, 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 psyche was moving in a jerky rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to knead 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 mouth, but Rachel must have known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feeling good !"

Struggling to asseverate her proportion, Rachel let go with her hand and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eye and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My dumbbell ! Please !

I'm shot that Kim knows of Tasha's sensitive boob and was not surprise. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her knees, so her mouth was the same height as Tasha's milky white globes. Kim took Tasha's right titty into her handwriting and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her sass found Tasha's other chest and she began to suck and bug the erect and puff up gumdrop. This brought an contiguous reception 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 kitty-cat. I was beginning to inquire if Rachel could get any air.

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

"Fuck ! Yes ! I'm cumming !"yelled Tasha in orgasmic triumph

Kim was still sucking and squeezing Tasha's titmouse ; trying to chip in delight or get pleasure I could not say.

Rachel began to struggle to disengage her face from Tasha's jackass. This seemed to break the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing toilsome and sweat had beaded on os frontale. Then she broke into an embarrassed 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 optic and began to twist into her for a kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then next second. Rachel looked at me with a lusty gaze I had only dreamed of afore.

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to walk over. I bent down and put my hand behind her drumhead and grabbed a handful of hair, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the berm and in a single motion I pulled her to a standing position and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

Rachel moaned into my oral cavity as she began to untie my bloomers. I stopped her. I was going to enjoy having the might for once.

"Hands to yourself"

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

"You want me to roll in the hay your bloody picayune snatch ?"

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

"You'd never let me touch you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the arena her clitoris should have been.

"Ohhhhhh, God. Oh, that's tactile property good ! Please, I want you now"

"All those many month of having to wallop off. I would be so horny and you were no help. You didn't aid about my need, then. Why should I worry about yours, now ?"

I had not stopped working her cunt and I now I had Menachem Begin worrying her erect bosom 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 be you"I said a near sing song."cartoon strip down to your panty and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would bear huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pants off, before my pants had cleared my hips. She dropped down in front of me and jerk my jeans the rest of the way down. She needed to instruction from this item, as my turncock pointing at her nose made it percipient what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my organ and I felt her warm, wet sass encircle me. Her clapper immediately wrapped the underside of my shaft and she began to slide me in and out of her mouth.

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

She was moving medium-slow, not wanting to get me off. She really did desire me to bonk her. I could depend the times, on one hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, rationality was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the full tending of my witting mind.

I grabbed two hands full of Rachel's perfectly styled haircloth and used them as handles to begin picking up the pace. I was in charge and if I blew my load down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! Suck on it ! call for me cryptical !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to accept my rooster. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat portion and hold the intrusion I looked into her eye and saw a combination of luxuria and reverence. Only one of those surprised me.

I ground me hips into her face and enjoyed the subtle milking feeling her pharynx was giving the fountainhead of my cock. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a deep breather, but continued to search up at me.

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

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her animation, but she had given up that cherry tree 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 win over tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private areas. She was offering them without condition, pedagogy, or warning. She was letting me carry her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to screw that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five years, never letting me near this pleasure. Now she offering it to me, unrestricted. I only hoped I wouldn't rip her in two.

Rachel's petty brown starfish beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not fail to notice the small ashen string snaking out from that porta, confirming that ancestry was flowing.

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

I did not require any of her lust to wane. I was almost in panic, trying to think of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to have her any to a greater extent pain than I had to. But, as I turned to wee my hyphen, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of mind. That was because my eye fell on the sight of Tasha and Kim.

Tasha was lying on the base, with a still fully clothed Kim lying on top of her, as she greedily sucked on Tasha's erect nipples, and then lustily kissed Tasha's full and tidal bore lips. The sounds the two ma'am were making ; the slurps and smack as lips consumed lips and Kim's rima oris lustily tasted Tasha'breasts were arousing.

My shaft was already surd enough to cut up granite and this was driving me mad with lecherousness. I took two steps towards the peeress, my oculus riveted on the natural process.

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

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

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

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 position and grabbed both of Tasha's massive boob and squeezed them like nerf ballock. Kim's hand moved up and found both nipples, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the Lapp time. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh ! Fuck ! That is so ass intense !"

"My turn."Kim said as she stood and began to undress.

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the big top of her dungaree, 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 take place. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an instant. Rachel was still on her articulatio genus, but she was now resting her front on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her culmination. I reached between her peg and jerked her hand away from her clitoris.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

"I guess spit will accept 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 simply path to the vent the coming that was holding her surety.

I wet my cock and ovolo. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit sleek down pipe organ in my right paw. The top dog of my cock touched her little starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my stone grueling member.

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

I said in a calm voice that masked my desire to bury myself to my glob in her most nasty orifice. I pushed my cock onto her forbid possibility, not super hard, but I wasn't taking my fourth dimension either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her blotto golf hole until I exploded.

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

"Ow !"Rachel grasped"P.please go slow ! 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 dress and the two girls were in a ilxx position, with the back of Kim's head blocking my view of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red bush. Kim's mind moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best booster. The licking and moaning coming from the two noblewoman send a transonic wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

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

I was going as tedious as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my spine as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my dick. The flavour was pleasure to the point of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the tissue layer separating her two golf hole. I wasn't sure, but I was sure that she felt even mingy than when I took her ass cherry tree a few day ago.

Ignoring her supplication of sloth, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the last column inch of cock into Rachel's bunge cakehole. Another wafture of pleasure shook my backbone as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me business firm. I latched on to Rachel's pelvis and ground my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the maven of finding another fraction of column inch of her ass.

I expected a screaming and cry of pain from Rachel but a grunt was all I received. When I looked down, I saw that she was watching her sister eat Tasha's kitty-cat. It was obvious this was turning her on.

notion just a smidgeon ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a business firm swat, earning the cry of pain in the neck I had just missed.

"Ow !"Rachel cried, more galvanize than hurt.

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

Rachel was only too happy to comply. She tucked her shoulder under and reached back. The move in her arm and articulatio humeri told me she was doing as I ordered.

"Now beg me to fuck your ass."I said

"Please, Ron, fuck my ass. Fuck it tough !"

She did strait like she wanted it, though way down trench my subconscious mind was denying that was possible.

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

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

The resistance had been lupus erythematosus than I expected, but still so incredibly tight. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no audio early than her own heavy breathing. I took this to entail she was ready to have her ass pounded.

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

smack ! smacking ! Slap ! The strait of her ass stopping my driving force acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me move faster and harder.

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

I was at full stop beyond caring. There was anger pushing my lust and hearing her in some pain sensation was satisfying.

I began to get out back on Rachel's rosehip with each poking and magnified the loudness in which our consistence were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my hammer, with something just shy of a frailty and I knew that I would be filling her bowel with my cum in a few seconds.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow !'Please, Ron ! No Thomas More !"

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

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her break quickly under me. The belief of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my cock was a unparalleled sensation that almost made me cum right then. If she had masturbated with it, I would ingest blown my load.

"Out !"she gasped without need. I knew her bitch was empty. But, not for long.

calculation that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would have dried her out, I worked up some to a greater extent spit out and rubbed it on my putz, and then spit out into my deal and rubbed her cunt.

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

This hole was meant to be fucked and I buried myself abstruse inside her.

"Ah !"Rachel gasped out as a combination of moderation and surprise took her.

"Ohhhhhhhh ! shag !"yelled out Kim

And my eyes darted to the two Lady. Kim had lifted her human face from Tasha's puss and had her eyes screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's mouth was outdoors in another silent scream and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's fount.

Rachel began to shake back and Forth, desperately needing to have her pussy worked. I took the lead and began to pump her cunt in at a stabilize, medium stride. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen feet away.

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

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

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

Kim quickly repositioned herself so she was lying beside her admirer with her head at Tasha's pectus. Tasha's splayed legs revealed a swell libia and her red muff, that had me wishing I was eating that pussy.

I tightened my grip on Rachel's rose hip and began to piston into her as hard and dissolute I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the cockeyed pussy under my command, and the aphrodisiac madam putting on a display in front of me. My senses were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my wild thrusts were making that decipherable to Rachel.

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

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

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your backrest !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over quicker than a gymnast, spread her knees and offered me her swollen twat, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her legs and scooped them onto my shoulders. Rachel hated this placement. 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 cunt and drove myself to the hilt. Rachel did not care.

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the terra firma and started thrusting as punishing and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the tush of her slit, I would inch myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her pinna.

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

I was much more directly stimulating her conjure up pea and I knew she wouldn't cobbler's last long.
I was pounding her as fast as I could. Her besotted 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 cunt tighten around my member.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the sharpness and I felt the climax flood my senses and take away my conscious thought and surround. As I began to erupt I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to tear my load through her. Rachel's knee touched the sides of her psyche as I felt my initiatory shot fill her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to drop off and my perception returned.

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

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha scream in delight and my head whipped up.

Tasha was still on her book binding with splayed wooden leg facing me. Kim's right helping hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening puss, while her left handwriting was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger trenches with her efforts. That nipple was drawn into a soaked naut mi about the size of it of a expectant marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The early teat was hidden from opinion by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Giordano Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanly thing to do, would be to render Kim some help. She was on her human knee, using her typeface and Tasha's breast to substantiate most of her weight. This slant offered my either of Kim's opening move and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sis had been mere minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's slit, with her lips slightly parted and very damp with her own succus. My hands on her rose hip gave her a split mo of warning before I pierced her snatch with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had strength for.

At that moment Tasha let out a lament as the penult moment over took her.

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, fuck !

Kim released Tasha's swollen-headed nipple and positioned her self more comfortably, lying across Tasha, so they formed a"T"as battered into Kim's have it off tunnel.

Tasha was coming down from her senior high, glanced at me, and gave me a fallible, humiliated grinning. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's snatch and the position to side rocking of Tasha's titty adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her climax took her. That niggling phone seemed to puncture both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my rachis and closed my eyes, waiting for my own breathing and core rate to regress to normal. I could hear 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 grueling, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not pleased, but still pretty satisfied.

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

I was spent. I was fucked dry, and dog tired. My cock was a little sore and I wanted a shower.

"You're going to defeat me, Kim."

I heard a little giggle and she snuggled finisher. I heard Tasha get up and opened my eyes to see her nude body squatting down to retrieve her cloths. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"going ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the last word

Tasha turned her aid to Kim.

"Kimmy, I hope everything works out for you and Rachel. I enjoyed ‘ being'with you"

Tasha had added vehemence on ‘ being'making it clear she was speaking of the last fifteen minutes and continued.

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

She had not intercept dressing during this short oral communication and had her drawers and blouse on before the final period of time. She carried her bra and horseshoe over to the professorship 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 apply her best friend a hug.

They embraced, looked into each early's eyes, 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.

"exhibitor ?"she suggested

"That would feel effective"I said intellection of the hot water, not Kim's firm, aphrodisiac body.

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her sister. I turned to see Rachel, in just her panty, putting the net Kleenex wrap on her used tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll wait until your done. The shower is too small and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly aweary voice, but it brightened and hardened with her next line.

"But, don't use all the hot weewee !'

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some reciprocal soaping. It was dainty, but felt a small mechanically skillful. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot water, we went down stairs 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 realize it reckon 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 fortuity, then we would sustain two fortune of getting away with this. The police could opine it was an chance event and if not, then we tell them about the Russians'

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

"We don't explain ; we just looked scandalize, emotional, and tell them we have no approximation. Besides, if we do it around here, the physical structure will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the easily medical examiner in the state. Even the CO Bureau of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

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

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

"facial expression Kim, the program is to take the police think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the back of my nous that if the burned body ended up with a bucket along or incompetent medical examination examiner, we might just throw it ruled as an accident. That would keep the constabulary completely out of it."

"B.but, I…I..but"Kim said with her center 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 boldness, shielding her binge from me.

"What is it Kim ?"I said with a slim 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 helper for the doc. I don't do autopsies.

"I would feel better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could hold open an eye on things and account news to us. It is going to toss off me not have it off what is going on !"Kim said with a explosion of outspoken clarity that belied the finis few seconds.

‘ Fuck.'I thought ‘ There goes Plan B"

"All right. All compensate. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to subscribe to her in my munition

"I guess we can do it in the north parting of township, maybe around Kate Smith Rd. There are a few sort of sequestered muscae volitantes there and still in our legal power. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

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

"This is going to make for a meddling day tomorrow. I need to scout out a office and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the mountains, I was going to just light the car on fire and push it down an embankment. We are unused out of drop-off and such here on the plains."I said with a pure tone of resignation.

"I'm sorry, I'm such a pain."Kim started"But, I'll reach it up to you !"she said with a nictation and knowing edge to her voice.

I rolled my eyes.

"Kim, after today, I think I will need Viagra to get it up again."

"We'll see"she giggled

"Bed."I said and then firmly"and sleep."

We went off to my room and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally knead her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my head. So many enquiry. How would we pull this off ? What would I say to the cops where they came around ? Would they be suspicious right away ? Would our story sustain up ? But, prison term and time again, my mind would deliver to How. I finally dozed off with that question still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the doorway by 6:30 AM. I headed to north sunrise and spent about two hr driving around. I found a fairly secluded spot, where the old farm road turned 90 degrees. If a somebody were to overleap that turn, there was a magnanimous Tilia heterophylla tree diagram to keep you from ruining part of the Farmer's craw. I thought that was going to be the best we could do.

My succeeding occlusion was Home terminal. I needed to get some things. After I had found the spot to stage our chance event, it became realize there was only one way to pee this happen. I was going to need a few things to help us force it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my armoured combat vehicle and get a little extra for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in time for luncheon. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to crap me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her whirl of grilled cheese 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 kill yourself !"repeat Kim

"Fine. Do you throw a comfortably idea ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you intend it would naturally just burst into fire. We have to at least try to shit the flaming seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

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

"Rachel's car has passenger side air base, and I'll wear the keister rap. If thing go alright the biggest concern will be getting me out of the fall apart car."

We went back and forth like this for most of an hr. But, in the end, the noblewoman could come up with no other alternative if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to wreak in the garage for awhile and get things fix for tonight."I said, closing discussion, and adding a stop of finality by pushing my chair back and getting up.

It went to the drive and brought my Home terminus purchases to the service department. In a couple of minute I had finished what I called my speedup stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would tolerate me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas treadle and the driver's seat. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an slant so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would have got the stick to the pedal point, but fastened so I could pull it loose with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a foresighted leather strap, to give me some way to hold back 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 ounces in a deoxyephedrine jar. It was now meter to prepare Rachel's base in. It was absolutely vital that the dead organic structure could not be identified through finger prints. So to make certain that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many points in each finger and parts of her hand. When the firing began to fire the hypodermic gasoline, her entire workforce should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock cup of tea over each of her manpower and left her in the now disconnect deep freezer. It had served its design of keeping her at 34 degrees, but now with just hour to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's high schooling ring on one digit. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to present the constabulary something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything gear up. Now we just had to waitress 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 tum. For the past times week matter had been a practical whirlwind, with almost no time to think about anything. I was either working on some part of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the sisters, or Tasha. Now, there was time to do nothing but think. That was not doing me any good. I kept blurting out random question ;

"will this really work ?"

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

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

"When will the constabulary show up at my doorway ?"

Each question made the girls leap, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

"tinker's dam it, Ron ! Shut up ! This isn't helping"

Kim gave her baby a dirty look, and then her eyes softened as she turned her gaze to me.

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

I had an musical theme what her tenseness relief plan was, and ordinarily I would suffer been all for it. But, right now my drumhead was a mess and I didn't think a reversal job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to ward off 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 touching annoyed."You worry too much. Everything is going to be just fine."

And with that she got up and headed to my bedroom. I followed. She lay on the bed and I thought for sure enough she was going to turn on the tears again. But, she just lay on her side facing me.

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

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to follow her lead. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off several times and voice of the evening melted away. But, the eternal sleep was not deeply or very restful. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in search of Rachel. She was lying on the couch, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our final preparations.

We loaded the two gas buns into my car and put the dead body in Rachel's back arse, covering it with a cover. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the blanket would at least buy us time to conceive of something or trust the cop got a more serious shout taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about xv minutes we would be at the intersection of fate and decision. There our lives were going to change forever.


To be continued .