Rachel opened her eyes, to the speech sound of her annoying alarm clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly ? As she rubbed the quietus out of her eyes, she remember what day it was…. It was Friday and metre to finally head out for the first responders conference ! Rachel looked forward, to the conference, every twelvemonth. It was her clock time to be around early responders and it just felt similar dwelling. She also didn't mind seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always plenty of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to watch the cat, practicing their skills, in full turn out gear mechanism. Something about it always got her juices going !

This year was peculiar and Rachel was extremely shake ! She was FINALLY going to match St. David, in person ! David was a firemen, from several nation away, and had been Rachel's supporter for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their reciprocal love, of the fire and rescue service. He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her married man, and swept her off her fundament. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was previous than Rachel but looked young than his age. He was a chisel god, of tan skin and muscles, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic reverie, of him taking her, over and over again. David was her dirty little arcanum, she hid from her husband, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..

David was just starting to open his middle, when he heard a telephone band, in the distance. As his eyes began to rivet, he realized it was the hotel sound, side by side to his bed. Time for his break of day wake up call. He answered the telephone set and thanked the front desk for waking him, and laid the headphone back in its birthplace. Today was going to be a enceinte day and he didn't want to lose a moment of it ! David had set THREE alarms, on his phone, AND had asked for the wake-up call. It was a big day ! He was FINALLY going to see Rachel, his online friend, in person, and was on edge. It is one thing to talk online, but in person was a totally dissimilar narration and St. David was nervous. Rachel had become a dear friend to him, and he didn't want to fall behind her, but things had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would take her into his arms, the minute he laid center on her ! He had flown into Indiana, two days before, to attend the league and sports meeting Rachel. The last two days had been twisting for him, knowing she was closer than she had ever been, and he still couldn't see her, until today ! Jacques Louis David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, deep in his psyche, like no other char ever had.

David loved his wife, very much, but Rachel calls to him, as only a forbid love could. He wanted her, in every way potential, and he was about to meet her, typeface to face ! He trembled with excitement, as he climbed into the shower. His workforce shook, as he went through his routine of showering, his brain lost in mentation of Rachel…. word-painting of her, flashed through his head, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn't long before his mind turned his thoughts erotic…David mentation of Rachel's 34 DDD chest, as he began to rub shampoo into his scalp. Rachel had promised him a hug, when they finally saw each former, and he couldn't help but find his cock twitch, as he thought of her huge fun bags, pressing into his chest. Saint David felt the shampoo bubbles run down his breast and drop off his, now rock difficult, dick. He was painful aware of his, unwanted, erection. David sighed, a gruelling sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn't have his cock"spring up"on their first hug ! He let his idea wonder back to Rachel and her eyes, as he sprayed his onus down the shower drain. Her eyes would be his undoing, and he knew it !"Lord, give me strong point"he said, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. It was clock time to contact his"Kitten ”, as he called her, and he could remember of nothing else !

Rachel took special care, in dressing for the league. She picked out a black, lacy bra that gave limited tending, to her secret valley, between her bosom. Not quite a push up bra, but a very standardised effect. It rested low and made the vale between her DDD white meat, look like it went on for miles. guy always stared at her mammilla when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the mentation 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 black, lacy,"boy shortstop"panties, to match, and slipped them up her milky lily-white thighs. She knew improve than to wear down those panties today, but couldn't resist the idea of being a little naughty. Those panties were known to constantly rub across her clit, as she moved, and labour Rachel weirdo. She knew she would be soaked, before long, but was excited by the thought that no one would ever bang what was happening under her dress. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, capacity with her choices. The rest period of her clothes were an prosperous decision, being a professional conference. She ***********ed her"Class A"dress uniform, from her closet. It was a illumination blue, button up, garb shirt, with all of her department and rank and file badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her skill as an exigency medical Technician. She was very proud of her rank and all that she had accomplished, and her garb uniform was her way to brag. She decided to be a slight bit of a tease, and leave the top two release, undone. At 5 foot tall, to the highest degree everyone there, would be taller than Rachel, and get a good view, of that carefully chosen Shirley Temple 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"knickers, baggy, with tons of sack, up and down her tight, toned legs, and she hated wearing them. She couldn't show off her aphrodisiacal ass, wearing tech pants, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.

Rachel took special care while fixing her whisker and composition. She decided on pulling her wild head of hair of curls up into a hairsbreadth clip, on top of her forefront. It gave the conjuration that her hair was tame, not the unwarranted mess of curl it actually was. A belittled spring of curls, poked out of the top of the cartridge clip, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clipping, in her fuzz. She carefully applied her make-up, making for certain to only put on the bare essentials. Rachel believed in instinctive beauty, and had plenty of it. She lightly applied a small touch of foundation, just enough to hide the lentigo, dotting her grimace, and set to lick on her eyes. Her eyes were her ripe lineament and she loved showing them off. They were the most puzzle refinement of blue, light blue, like a beautiful, open, summertime day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guys in. They had, often, been called"bedroom middle ”, and Rachel had been known to use them against weak men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past. She applied a light dusting of morose eyeshadow, on her hat. felicitous with the duplicate attending it drew to the blue, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn't need it, her lashes went on for stat mi, but she added some anyway, for the excess effect. She didn't wear lipstick often, so she grabbed her lastly art object, in her routine, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her lower eyelid, her mind drifted back to David, and their longsighted awaited meeting.

Rachel's mind drifted to that first of all hug, they would parcel, and beyond. She began to picture David, scooping her into his arms, and whisking her off to his hotel way. She felt the moisture start to miss her pussy, and let out a tiny whine. Just then, a voice startled her out of her reverie,"Ready to go, hun ?"It was her hubby, AJ, as she called him, short for Saint Andrew the Apostle 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 coming together but didn't know that Rachel and St. David had been flirting and exchanging x-rated subject matter, online. She had kept that part to herself. AJ didn't want to know those things, he would only get jealous, and Rachel didn't need that. She loved her husband, very dearly, and wanted him to wish David. jealousy would get in the way of that. Rachel and AJ made small talk of the town, the hr tenacious car ride to the conference. They talked of previous conferences and vendors they wanted to urinate trusted they visited. Rachel almost jumped out of her skin, when AJ said David's public figure."What was that, dear ?"she asked AJ."I said, has David ever been to FDIC before ?"AJ asked his wife."Nope. This is all new for him. He flew in, 2 days ago, and has been going to some of the Officers'workshops ”, Rachel said."Well, he is in for a dainty tonight ! Does he eff about the party ?"he asked. Rachel smiled at her husband. She knew where this was going. Every year, the firefighter'sum residence hall held a Brobdingnagian party, with bagpipes, and dislodge food and beer. It never took long for thing to get half-baked and AJ and Rachel never missed the party. They looked forward to it, each year. This twelvemonth, they were going to insert David to all the fun. They both smiled as AJ gave Rachel's handwriting a liquidity crisis and they entered the convention marrow parking garage. clock time to get this party started !

David had already explored all of the convention nub during the end two twenty-four hour period. He had never seen anything like it ! There were first responders, from all over the world, attending, and there was always individual new to talk to. Saint David had been enjoying himself, and had a blast in the family he had signed up for. He had spent the shoemaker's last two days, learning new vehicle disentanglement techniques, and was about to charter his skills test, to be certified, and be capable to go back and teach his new skill, to all his topical anaesthetic department. He knew Rachel wasn't going to be there, for another hour, but couldn't avail looking around for her. His letdown hung heavy on his face, as he pulled up his bunker pants, and stepped exterior and into the introduce testing area. He shook idea of Rachel out of his head, and focused on the mangled BMW in front man of him. It was plot prison term and he had a"patient"to cut out of the flex wreckage before him. sentiment of Rachel slipped away, as Jacques Louis David picked up the weighed down"Jaws of Life ”, with little exploit, and started smashing the posts of the car, with its'powerful jaws.

Rachel and AJ walked into the convention marrow, hired hand in paw. She pulled the e-mail from David, out of her sac, and began reading his schedule. As she looked over the patch of paper, AJ squeezed her script. She looked up, to see AJ smiling at her and waiting patiently. She smiled back and said,"David is testing for his Rescue cert right now. Do you want to go ascertain ? Or go look through all the vender ?"AJ intellection, for a brief moment, and then laughed,"Let's go learn him. I want to meet this famous David and see what all the fuss is about."AJ responded. AJ gave Rachel's bridge player a business firm squeeze and they headed for the outside preparation orbit. Rachel spotted David immediately and quickened her step. He was holding the heavy"Jaws of biography"and crushing the rivet posts of a ruined BMW, and she couldn't helper but stare. He held the heavy machine, so easily, and Rachel imagined, for a split second, what it would feel like, to receive those unassailable workforce traveling all over her body. Rachel and AJ watched, as Jacques Louis David, skillfully, destroyed the place holding the roof onto the vehicle, peeled the ceiling back, and freed the trapped"patient"inside. He was flawless, with his apparent motion, and even AJ could appreciate Jacques Louis David's new skills, as he avoided the fomite'numerous airbags. Rachel watched as St. David finished his test and sat down the monumental jaws. He had not spotted her yet, but she wasn't surprised. They weren't due to encounter up for another 30 minutes, Rachel was early on. Just as she thought about walking over, Jacques Louis David suddenly spotted Rachel and their eyes locked. For a split secondment, the unanimous existence faded away, and it was just Rachel and David, middle locked, in a trance. AJ saw them lock center, and gave his wife's hand a gentle power play,"Is that Saint David ?"he asked, as AJ pointed in Jacques Louis David's direction."Yes ”, Rachel said,"Let's go introduce ourselves."Before they could go more than two steps, David turned and headed straight 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 seconds. Saint David saw Rachel's quickened steps and held his arms open, showing her he was expecting that hug she promised. Rachel closed the final steps between them, as she opened and held her branch upward, letting David know that she wanted that hug, as well.

Rachel could hear nix but her own pulse, thumping in her ears, as she approached David. She didn't even realize that she was holding her breath. They closed the distance too quickly, and their bodies came together, with a firm"clunk"! Caught off guard, she stumbled, a gradation, and David locked his arms around her. He didn't thinker, as it caused her to grab for him, in her stumbling haze. He caught her, easily, and hugged her to him, in one politic apparent movement."Hi kitty ”, he whispered in her ear, his breath sending shivers up her sticker, and down to her achy pussy,"sword lily to finally defy you."David cleared his pharynx, as he straightened from their first embrace, and looked towards AJ's approaching figure, in a loud voice, he said,"sword lily to finally match you, in person, Rach !"as he released her from his implements of war. They both, secretly groaned inside, at letting go of each other, but they both turned to AJ, with bright grin. The men introduced themselves to each early, and started making small talk, as Rachel watched an EMT botch with a KED, in the screen domain. The young miss was side by side, to test, and Rachel could tell she wasn't ready. She turned back to the men, and was rewarded with a passel, that would touch off many phantasy, for years to total. Rachel was staring that the 2 sexiest men, she had ever seen, in her liveliness ! David's salt and pepper tomentum, sparkled in the bright morning sun, calling for her to run her hands through it. His turn out coating was completely open, exposing his department t-shirt, dampened with trace of sweat, clinging to his chiseled consistence. Oh, how she wanted to run her digit under the elastic band suspenders, holding up his bunker pants, and skid them off his hard shoulders.

Rachel tore her gaze away from David and her eyes landed on her husband. AJ was a very well-favored man and Rachel considered herself prosperous to be his. He was taller than Rachel, but didn't tower over her, just enough that required"cranky toe kisses ”, and she loved that. His side was very handsome, tan, chiseled, like the rest of him. Her eyes lingered, on her husbands'bearded mouth, as blink of an eye 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 thoughts away. She trailed her eyes, down her husbands'well defined chest, and longed for her eyes to be her mouth. Rachel's eyes slither down his class A consistent clit, to her front-runner spot, the extrusion in his pants. She couldn't aid but violate the jut, with her eyes, as she stared at him. Rachel knew what was behind those loose-fitting tech pants, and wanted it badly. It was her ducky spot to be ! She could drop hours, worshiping the monstrous prick, hidden just behind his zip. She was lost in thoughts of gagging on her husband'cock and didn't notice that the men had stopped talking and were staring at her, smiling. Rachel had not been aware that she was licking her lips and making niggling whimpers noises. Her action had caught both of the men's attention, and they were quite amused. AJ broke the awkward silence by clearing his pharynx and saying,"WELL ! We can all secernate what she has on her intellect !"as everyone laughed.

The residue of the convention went as usually. Jacques Louis David joined AJ and Rachel, as they visited all the vendors, and explored the new fomite. They laughed and talked, as if they had known each other forever. Conversation flowed freely, between the three of them, and Rachel's"eye fucking"had long been forgotten. It was time to head to the firefighter's union Hall, and the duad was queasy to show up David a fire fighter party. Rachel excused herself, to the ma'am elbow room, and let out a big breath, as she locked the stall behind her. She peeled her soaked panty down and saw her short swollen clit, poking out at her. It was painfully swollen and begging for release. Rachel gave it a loving serial publication of pats, and hid it behind the pie-eyed, black lacing, again. She took a deep intimation, put a grin on her sexually torment face, and pulled open the restroom threshold."Her men"were leaned up against a nearby rampart, lost in conversation. She could see AJ's human face and he appeared to be excited about the conversation, with a big smile on his font. They stopped talking, as she approached, and just smiled at her. Her eyes bounced from one sexy man, to the other, as panic set in."What were you two just talking about ?"Rachel asked. AJ pushed off the rampart, closed his hired hand around hers, and headed for the way out, as David followed suit, easily keeping up with AJ.

Rachel was confused and her head was spinning. What were they talked about ? What was going on ? Why were they both holding her mitt ? The panic spread and built, in her chest, as these two hot men led her towards the union hall. Everything was starting to go dark, as she became cognisant of a growing ardor in her pussy. Rachel suddenly jerked her hands away from both of her titillating bodyguard and stumbled to a nearby bulwark. The nerveless brick felt calming to Rachel's overheated torso and she needed to catch her breathing place. She could already"feel"the nearby bagpipe's and drums playing and the vibe didn't supporter her delicate state. Both men were, instantly, at her position, worry on both of their faces. After reassuring her delicious dates, Rachel calmed herself, and spun to face them. The men were inch from her face, and she could find their hot breathing time, on each of her nerve. She felt the blood rush back to her cheeks again, and knew she was in for a longsighted Night. Rachel took both of their hands again, and headed the terminal block, to the hall.

The next few hours, was a fuzz of nutrient, beer, music, and dancing. The unscathed engine block around the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall was roped off for the party, and was slammed wide of fellow starting time answerer, having a clap. Rachel had brought a change of apparel with her, in the car, but they came straight from the convention and she hadn't had the sentence to modify. Her attire uniform was soaked in sweat and rubbing her scramble raw. She ached to get out of her squiffy panties. Rachel turned to AJ and asked for the car cay. 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 way. David's hotel was next to the parking service department and the mind both, frightening and excited, Rachel. She didn't know if she could be alone with David, given her stream state of rousing, and behave herself. AJ told her that David's room was a practiced program, as he handed her the keys to the car. Rachel felt the affright rise in her pectus again, and tugged on AJ's arm. She motioned for him to accompany her, around the English of the mating hall, where they could tattle, without yelling. She told her husband, of the fire in her pluck panties, and her dire motive for relief. A tear slipped from Rachel's eye, as she confessed her desire to hump David, to her confection and close husband. AJ caught her tear, midway down her check, with his thumb, and wiped it away. He took Rachel's face, in his men, and kissed her gently. Electric jar ripped through her puss as their lips met, and she let out a whimper of desire."Go get changed, my love."AJ said, his rima oris hovering above hers,"I talked to David, a lot today, and I really like him. Whatever happens, happens…."As he planted tiny osculation all over her lips…."I want you to fuck him…."more, lilliputian, slow, kisses…."as longsighted as…."AJ trailed those finespun kisses across her jawline…"you tell me"…..nibble on her earlobe…"every small item later ”. As AJ finished his prison term, he grabbed Rachel's grimace and forced her mouth open with his glossa. They locked, in a passionate kiss, knife swirling, mitt roaming, until they both were breathless. Rachel broke the kiss and looked into her hubby'heart,"Are you sure as shooting about this ?"she asked in her aphrodisiacal little shy voice. She knew that vox drove him crazy and she saw his bump swell and pounding, under his zip. AJ was surely, 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 arrest herself into ? She thought to herself. She had fantasied about cheating, but had never been able to bring herself to do it. Now she had the prospect and Rachel wasn't sure if she could. She was about to chicken out and return to AJ, when she rounded the corner and saw David. He was watching for her and they locked eyes again. All incertitude vanished from her idea, as she reached David and slipped her handwriting in his. His grinning melted her last 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 thumbs up to her, as Rachel and Saint David disappeared into the bunch.

AJ could see the nervousness on his wife's face, as she disappeared with David. He didn't know if she could bestow herself to cheat on him, but the thought of another man, pounding her blotto little snatch, turned him on more than he expected. His hard cock was straining against his zipper, as he watched them disappear. AJ smiled, as he thought about the plan that he and David had worked out, for Rachel. She was such an awful and giving woman, they both had wanted to delight her. Her husband knew she had harbored secret desires of cheat, and would never act on them. She had made computer address, during their sexual adventures, of fucking early guys and telling him all the details. She usually came all over his dick, when she reached the region where AJ watches the other man cream pie his beloved wife. He always came right after, her orgasm pushing him past his breakage point. Tonight, he was going to make sure that his beautiful married woman was satisfied, in every way possible. AJ knew that Rachel had no idea what the relief of the evening would admit, as he smiled and began heading in the Saami direction as his wife, slipping David's extra key add-in out of his scoop, and tapping it against his other mitt. The night was about to take a very passionate turn, and he didn't want to drop a second of it.

As Rachel and Jacques Louis David stood in the hotel lobby, waiting for the elevator, he felt her hand trembling in his."Are you cold, kitten ?"he asked her. The luxuria had vanished, from his centre, and was replaced with stamp guardianship. He was very fond of Rachel. He might even dare to say that he was falling in love with her, if you could bang two people, at the same sentence. He felt his eye swell, just gazing at her. David was lost in her sparkling blue center and didn't hear her respond. Her unquiet giggle brought him out of his trance."What did you say ?"he asked her. Rachel smiled at his tender expression."I am okay, my play toy ”, she said as she gave his mitt a quick squeeze. They had been exchanging substance, for calendar month, about what they would do, if they were ever alone together, and the sexual tension filled the elevator, as they stepped inside. The doors closed and Rachel's chest of drawers began to sate with affright again. Could she go through with this ? Her mind raced through query as her desire set her slit aflame ! Rachel thought about their survive online conversation, before the convention, and remembered that they had promised each former that nothing would happen. The online fancy they shared, would remain online, and the panic grew in her chest. She wanted David. Her pussy ached for all those empty hope he had made online. Her genius began to think of slipway to seduce him and ready him hers.

David could see that Rachel was lost in thought, as her bag slipped down her arm. The heavy bag held her change of clothes and, what appeared to be, two changes of clothes for AJ. Saint David smiled, as he knew Rachel had packed it herself, always thinking of everyone else. She had only packed one change of wearing apparel for herself. They stepped out of the elevator and walked the long hallway, to St. David's room. He felt her shaking gain, as he put the bill in the room access and opened the door. He had decided to handle himself and had booked a prominent rooms, for the conference. He had secretly hoped to get Rachel back to his elbow room, so he had made sure it had a King sized bed, for his kitten to meet on. Rachel covered a gasp, with her hand, when she saw the tumid bed, looming before her. The sight of the bed made the sexual tension in the air, too buddy-buddy to emit, and he noticed they were both breathing hard. David was mesmerized by the speedy rise and crepuscule of Rachel's restrained DDD breasts, poking out of her, slightly open up, consistent shirt. How he longed to see what was hiding under those button. David swallowed severely and tore his heart away from her heaving pectus, as he felt his erection harden in his jeans. He had worked out a plan, with AJ, for Rachel's conquest, but was now nervous, in the shrinking infinite of the retinue. What if she said no ? Could David jeopardy 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 present moment of the true and the air sparked with sexual electrical energy. The tension was almost unendurable, as Jacques Louis David reached for Rachel's push button. She gulped in air, as his fingertips made contact with first button, nestled in her delicious valley, his skin brushed against hers. Her eyes shot up to meet his and he could see the luxuria, growing with each swipe of her prospicient thong. There were no words exchanged, as David delicately unmake 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 judgment. David slide her shirt down her shoulders and it fell to the trading floor. They both stood, shaking, for a consequence, 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 put up pap poking through the lacy bra, and into his thin t-shirt. Rachel wrapped her arms around David's neck and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing in each other's lip, as she ran her lilliputian fingerbreadth into his salt and capsicum pepper plant hair.

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 softness, never losing her tasty lips, and lowered himself down, beside her. He wanted to contain his time and search every inch of his kitty, and hoped to have metre to do so, but now was about following AJ's architectural plan, and giving Rachel everything she craved. Saint David kissed his way down her valley, to her waistline. He unfastened her pants and starting sliding them down her hips. Rachel let out a whimper, causing his cock to throb and strain further, in his jeans. She lifted her hips, as he slide her pants down, her lacing covered pussycat, mere inches from his face, the intoxicating odor of her foreplay, overweight in the air. St. David took a step back and looked Rachel up and down, trying to burn her every curve ball, into his retentivity. She looked so damn sexy and exposed ! She laid there, her bureau rapidly rising and falling, her DDD's calling to him through their lace prison house. His eyes traveled down, to her imprisoned sex mound, hiding sheepishly, behind Thomas More lace. David could see Rachel's love succus, glistening in the visible radiation, on her delicate mound, and milky thigh, and it called to him. Every in of Rachel's body was begging for David's touch !

Rachel was startled by the sudden loss of David's attention, and opened her lust filled center. Why wasn't he touching her ? Did he change his thinker ? Panic raced through her, once again, as she searched her play toys'centre with hers. He was just looking down, at her, and it confused her. Rachel sat up and covered herself, with a nearby pillow, hiding her body, in one swift movement. Her actions broke David from his trance, and terror ran through his intellect. Was she changing her brain ? He had to stimulate her and couldn't stop now. He sat down on the bed, behind her, and gently massaged her back, as he spoke softly to her,"Rachel. My sexy and dessert Rachel. We don't have to do anything, if you don't want to. I care, a lot, about you, and don't want to lose you. We can just alter and go back to the party."He planted a series of kisses along her shoulder, following the shoulder strap of her bra, as he gently spoke to her. She tasted so proficient and he couldn't stop himself. She squirmed, under his kiss, and goosebumps appeared, all over her skin. Rachel reached behind her and tangled her paw in his fuzz, holding his mouth to her skin. She was arching her vertebral column, every metre his lips met her hide, whine of lecherousness, escaping from her pouty lips.

Rachel heard a low sound and her eyes fluttered unresolved. She froze, in care, as she saw her husbands'rumination in the broad distance mirror. AJ had entered the way and was watching the lustful prospect unfold before him. His face was a terrorize mix of angriness and lecherousness. Rachel's eyes drifted downward and she saw that AJ had his laborious cock, in his hand, and was slowly, yet forcefully, sliding his hand up and down his swollen shaft, never taking his eyes off his wife and her wanton display of lecherousness. Rachel and AJ locked eyes, as David continued his feathery kisses on her shoulder and reached around her, to knead and grope her heavy DDD's. She heard AJ let out a soft growl at the new care she was getting from David, and AJ slightly increased his slow tugging of his delight pole. He gave Rachel a firm nod, as if once again, granted her permission, and shifted his eyes to David's full-blooded rape. It was all she needed, to fall back herself in her new shimmer toy, and Rachel's pussy blazed into a 2-alarm blast !

Rachel spun around on David, shoving him back against the hotel headboard. She climbed on top of him, straddling his raging hard on, lace and jeans separating the fire between them. She startled David, when she grabbed him, forcefully, by the throat, and stared into his eyes. Her arresting aristocratic eyes had glazed over, and Jacques Louis David could only see lust and desire, as she looked at him. His"kitty"had changed into a broad blown tigress, on the prowl for cock, and starving. He swallowed, concentrated, and wondered if he could plow he intense desires. Rachel didn't give him time to think, as she ripped his t-shirt off his chest. It lay, in tattered scraps, around his berm and ribs. He was powerless against her. She kissed and nibbled all along his exposed dresser, with a thirstiness none of them had ever seen. She was so lecherousness driven, with her movements, that both men felt their prick swell further, and leakage heavy current of pre cum, down their rigid shafts. Rachel was at Saint David's waist now, and getting frustrated with the uncooperative button in her way. Jacques Louis David slipped his hands down and made easy employment, of the frustrating jeans, unfastening them and slipping them off, in one tricksy movement. He cock strained against his boxer briefs as her boldness hovered above. She could see the wet post, from his per cum, soaking his packer, and her lip watered. Rachel had a weakness, for pre cum, and her backtalk wasted no clock time, closing around the wet post, and his throbbing cock head beneath. She worked his cock, with her tongue, through the melt off pugilist, moaning with each new deposit of wetness, her lacing covered ass, waving at AJ with her efforts. AJ could see her inflammation, trailing down her thighs, and increased his stroking rate. He couldn't believe his wife looked so hot, tonguing another man's cock !

Rachel yanked on David's waistband, indicating she wanted his boxers gone, as she lifted her face from his bulwark. David was nearing his limitation, and floated dangerously, on the verge of cuming. He wanted to hold out and give way her all the she desired, but he was just so hot, and hungry ! He did as requested, and quickly removed his boxer briefs, throwing them across the room. Rachel didn't miss a cadence and had wrapped her flaccid lips around his cock, before he had a luck to toss the hate jeans. He let out a deep moan as her sassing slid down his light beam. Her mouth was everything he had imagined and more. It had a velvety wetness that enveloped him, and the whole populace disappeared as her lips slid up and down, taking more of him, with each diagonal. Jacques Louis David thought she would stop, when he felt the heading of his swollen pecker, protrusion against her gag instinctive reflex, but Rachel simply took and deep breathing place, let out a low moan, and slide further down, until her nose nuzzled his sensitive skin. Jacques Louis David had never had anyone have all of his dick before and the star were deluge, as he felt her breath on his jetty. She milked his pole, with her constant movements of her tongue, coaxing stream after stream, of gooey pre cum, into her talented tongue. He was going to lose it ! Her mouth kept working his cock with a skill 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 pecker with a tawdry"POP ”. Rachel didn't speak, but spun around, in contrary cowgirl view, and mounted his throbbing cock. She rubbed his well up heading at her entering, coating it in her excitement. AJ made them both jump when he spoke,"Here it comes, St. David. duet yourself ! She is tight as hell, and can work her pussycat better than her mouth !"Rachel looked into her husbands'eyes as she lowered herself onto Saint David's hammer, her eye lost to her increasing lecherousness. She didn't stop until her pelvic bone hit his and then she paused, adjusting to the voiceless encroacher inside her. AJ quickened his slash on his own cock as his married woman began rocking on another man's cock. He was more excited than he ever imagined and suddenly remembered his phone. With his free hand, AJ pulled his headphone, from his air pocket, and began recording the scene before him. It was the hottest affair he had ever seen and wanted to be able to watch it again later. Rachel and David didn't see AJ start recording them, as she was moving with more urgency now. She had to feel St. David cum ! She NEEDED to feel him cum. Rachel had already experienced several small orgasms, during her short time savoring David's peter, but she could feel a big one, building inside her, and was desperate for dismission. Her pussy muscles throbbed and clamped around his cock, milking his lode to the surface, torturing David with every stroke. Her stride, quickening again, as she felt him clotheshorse and her pussy pulsing around him. David was now lifting his hip, pushing back against her, driving his cock deeper, inside her velvety indistinctness. The head of his cock, slamming against her g fleck, was making Rachel lose her brain. Her entire body was tied to her twat now, and all the sensory faculty coming from it. They were both soaked in their compound succus and the air was thick with all of the sounds. Jacques Louis David was letting out grunts now, his integral focus on holding out for her. Rachel was moaning and whimpering, with every apoplexy. Sounds of AJ groaning and yanking on his prick, rattled through her pinna, cheering her on. It was too hot for words and they were all on the edge of cuming.

AJ could require no more and stepped up to the bed, grabbing Rachel by the chin, as she rode her new play toy. He turned her face to him and pressed his cock to her mouth, rubbing his pre cum on her lips. He knew she would not protest, and she opened her mouth, swallowing his intact cock, in one western fence lizard move. David continued to quid her pussy, as Rachel worked her husbands'stopcock, moaning with every fortuity, her moaning cheering on St. David and vibrating AJ's sensitive shaft. Rachel couldn't take anymore, as her coming swept over her, shaking her entire consistence, gripping Jacques Louis David's rooster in a tight vice. Her climax was then end, for both men, and AJ gave a final thrust, in her sassing, and shot incumbrance after shipment of mucilaginous cum down her throat. Rachel never missed a beat and swallowed each watercourse, never wasting a bead. St. David cried out, at the incredible picture, and thrust hard into Rachel, as his beginning streams of stickiness sprayed her g point, attempting to put out the raging fervency within her. She was just coming down from her wafture of pleasure, when David released his first wafture of cum and it sent Rachel rocketing back into coming, her body convulsing with pleasance. 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 moment to earn where she was. She had no estimate how recollective she had been out but the entourage was softly lit by a lamp on the other English of the elbow room and it was sullen outside. She raised up on a rickety elbow, and looked around the room. She was alone and naked. Rachel reached for her phone, as she heard the retinue lock disengage and the room door candid. She was greeted with David and AJ, walking in, laughing, and carrying some fasting food travelling bag. She smiled at her sexy men and they both smiled back."well spirit who's FINALLY awake, St. David !"her husband said, as he sat a bag of food in front of her on the bed."How farseeing was I out ? Why did you jest at not wake me ?"she asked, poutiness in her interpreter."You looked so beautiful, we couldn't wake you."St. David said as he leaned in and kissed her quickly and softly. AJ leaned in kissed her harder, rougher, and with to a greater extent urgency. It took Rachel's breath away."You needed your rest, my cock starved wife. The Nox is still Thomas Young. We only let you log Z's an hour, anyway. Eat !"AJ commanded her,"We are just getting started. David flies out tomorrow afternoon, and we aren't going to waste a min of it !"Rachel took a collation of her sandwich, and felt the puddle forming between her naked wooden leg, her puss sizzling with her growing hullabaloo. This was going to be ONE HELL OF A NIGHT, she thought to herself, as she saw her sexy reliever pull off their trouser and expose their articulated lorry erect cock, in front of her….. ONE HELL OF A NIGHT INDEED !