The car sparked to life and we drove out movement, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would consume done. I saw Tasha moving ridge and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A replete, excruciating bit passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safe to get up"

I let out a hint 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 shell"

"Just in case I needed a heart onslaught !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her gist back into place.

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

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

"Some roll in the hay plan that was."

I breathed out in anger, took in a recondite breath in preparation for the torrent of wild words, dirty word, and insults my temper was about to loose, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and stimulate her head.

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

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a flimsy breath of worry.

"Kim had to go to bathroom and back breaker here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely forgetful to how she was pissing me off. I saw Tasha's face 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 tacky"You're setting new standards for the Menstrual Bitch"

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

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

Tasha continued.

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

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the answer to that one burst out of me before any conscious mentation could even censor, much less hitch it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five class. To see us you would never imagine that. I'm decent looking, above norm if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often worth the constant battle for any sexual favor from her, just to see the feeling on other guy rope faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the cheek.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect 60 minutes glassful physical body. Her C-cup chest are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a social dancer, which formed themselves into the sugared ass you have ever seen. It's pooches out just so, and the globes phase that perfective tense footling peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walkway into a punt staring at her walk.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five years we were married. I never came close. But, over the last hebdomad, with her needing me to help her disappear and thus bunk retribution from the Russian mob ( more on that in a min ), 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 one-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 hold back Ron ‘ glad'during that week ?"

"I told him to take matters into his own hands."Rachel said obviously pleased with her pun.

"Oh, that's just mean."Said Tasha with a bit of a righteous edge to her."And now that Ron has become a outlaw 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 find bad about it. But, on the other hand, Rachel couldn't come out and say that either. How ungrateful would she face ?

"Maybe a trivial, 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 answer"I'm really glad to learn that you have been so giving lately. I was looking for a way to ask you something"

"What ?"Rachel asked with rival 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 couple of minutes from arriving back at my place and I was dying to have intercourse what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the yesteryear hebdomad ( See the previous Two Can keep on a secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous time of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nuts and caused More than a few fights. Last week I hooked up with her Sister, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great Night. The next forenoon, when I left the girls alone, a Russian gangster paid them a visit. I found both ladies naked and tied to a chairman. 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 mental picture that Rachel had the Cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to find that out.

They came up with the musical theme of pretending to kill Rachel in a car accident and substitute another body for Rachel's. I work in the morgue, so they enlisted me in the plan. To thank me for the criminal offence I have and would commit, both char have been fucking me until my prick is raw and red. There are unfit agency to go. Rachel has been reluctant, but has denied me nothing. Kim has been very willing, even going as far as to give me permission to roll in the hay her best supporter, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder length red hair. She's a little on the scant position, at about 5'2"and just a disturb 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 wear tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent events have caused me to revise my appraisal upward. Rachel and Kim have been Quaker for as yearn as I have known Rachel. I watched both girls mature from gangly teen to stunning women.

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 wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morning, after she helped me perpetrate humbug at the crematorium. I was very grateful for her supporter. She didn't have to work very hard to change my creative thinker.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her female parent's keys, to break dance into Rachel's dentist office, so we could take dental X-ray of a corpse that we would glow up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Christ, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a alveolar consonant Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this part of the program. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the deliverance again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to find out on the soundless alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my place, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's interrogative snapped me back to the present.

"Because I just want to make sure Kim is cool with it ?"Tasha said evasively.

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

To be fair, Kim has used every excuse she could to throw me have intercourse her aged Sister in a variety of ways. Kim is virtually understanding in that way, much to my pleasure 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 fan, gave her a firstly rate pussy licking. And, though loth at first gear, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a week, is most unlike her sis. 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 leave affair. She is a little shorter than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying miss April is not as cute as young lady June. Your dick would shrivel up and fuck up away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's breasts are a skin senses small, but probably more business firm. It is certainly fun to compare them. Kim's legs are more shapely and are especially ticket when they are wrapped around your waist.

Tasha did not answer Rachel's question, instead she flicked on the turn indicator signaling her intent to turn onto my street.

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

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would take had to be crazy to cerebrate that something intimate was not on Tasha's mind. I am sure that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible thing she hated and was praying that Tasha could not read her mind. I was hoping Tasha could read mine. I was starting to recover from our adventure and thinking of these beautiful eubstance was starting to arouse Giordano Bruno.

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

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my berth beside her. I was all too happy to let Rachel run her imaginativeness through the gauntlet and oeuvre her ego into a pother. 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 home. We were all silent. Tasha went in world-class and I heard Kim before I saw her.

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

I started to feel a minuscule guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent body to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this break of the day. She had had sex with me, and then six 60 minutes later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess with a person's creative thinker and I had not even thanked her.

"I'm fine, Kim."Tasha said and then giggled"There was something endearing about how bungling and grateful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

"You fucking cunt !'I said through gritted teeth and great deal forte enough for everyone to hear.

"What ?"asked Kim

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

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

"Go ahead, Rachel. take over 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 second, and then softened.

"Look, I was just suggesting that I was surprised you could savor 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 tacit and her gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of hand, walked over to her big babe and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a look that could peel paint, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really distressing 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 look, that put me on boundary. What the fuck is she doing ? I wondered.

"She called me a ‘ slut'didn't she ? !"Tasha shouted"She has bad mouthed me ever since we were in shoal, Kim. How the snake pit can you choose her incline ?"

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

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

"piece of tail you, Rachel ! I'm risking gaol to facilitate you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking slept with your dentist ! All to assist you out ! And you call me a"slut"! You're a fucking ungrateful bitch ! I don't know if I should call the cops or just kick your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both grow wide-cut at the tidings ‘ cops ’. My stomach did a summerset, and I wondered if she was grievous. It was belike just emotion, but a lot of bad matter have come when emotion clouds rational cerebration. I figured I had better try to calm affair down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroids. She will be nominated for Cunt of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more cunt than a pack of distaff greyhounds, and she polishes a broom each night, to boot. She had a big rima oris and the part of the brain that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and more than, mightily Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her place or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being to a greater extent colorful in my description of her, than our usual scrap. 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 voice and school tone.

"Y..yes. I'm a bitch. I'm really no-account. Really, I am. You have been a big assistance and I would be so have it off if you had not stepped in to help oneself. I don't know what to say to draw it up to you."

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

"Actions speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to hear you sing about how regretful you are. I think you should show me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her voice filled with veneration and anxiousness.

"Well, Ron had told me what a good piddling slut you have been yourself these past few daylight"said Tasha with an dot tinged prosaic flavour.

"I didn't use the Logos ‘ loose woman'” I interrupted, not wanting to be misquoted.

"Yes, yes. Ronny is much too nice to use that Son in this situation. But, I'm tired and pissed, so I did. Ron said that you have been ‘ very accommodating ’. continued Tasha

I was dumb now. I was pretty for sure of the general direction this was going, but the exact address was a enigma to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock sugariness in her voice. When Rachel began to look at the floor again, Tasha's tincture 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 want me to do ?"she said with resignation.

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

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could answer, Kim stepped in to defend 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.

"O.K., then"started Kim the short conciliator."What do you need Rachel to do ?'

"Eat me."said Tasha almost casually.

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

"Since when are you bi ? We've been friends for how longsighted 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 detail seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"metre to get to figure out, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her eyes go all-embracing. My little contingent 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 pick up your mess, you can help clean up mine."

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

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

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

"See, I know you been eating Kim's pussy and Ron's dumped a incumbrance down your throat. You're just cutting out one spouse to get to the same place."Said Tasha in tone that implied impenetrable logic..

"No, Tasha. Please, don't clear me do that. Please, I said I was drear 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 business firm this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a couple of well-situated dungaree and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample titty, ensnared by a sexy leafy vegetable bra.

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

"Like what ?"

Tasha responded as she unbuttoned her jeans, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her jeans to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of scanty. My eyes focused on the small piece of fabric covering her pussy. I was searching for preindication of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to become turn on as Rachel begged to be spared the chagrin of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

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

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

‘ At least D-cups"I thought again. Tasha breasts were unshakable looking and rode higher on her chest than their size should have got allowed. Her areola are a little belittled than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a step towards my ex-wife, as her finger began to slide into the waistband of her terminal stay on article of wearable.

"A porno pic !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the slattern in the porno movie and you be the theatre director ! Please, you can have Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

"What, I can't child's play, too ?"Tasha tugged on incline of her underclothes down to mid-hip.

"Yes ! Anything"

"commodity !"Tasha said, in a satisfy tone,"smut strumpet, you can begin by eating my kitty-cat"

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

"On your stifle, or I call the cops"Tasha ordered.

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

"Hands behind you back"Tasha said authoritively as she grabbed a smattering of Rachel's hair.

I looked at Kim. She was staring intently at the two ladies. I had expected jolt and choler on her expression. There was none of that. Her back talk were slightly apart. She looked hungry. Kim face was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's brass into her groin and ground her little red muff into Rachel's brass for a yearn second gear and then pulled her head back. Tasha's nerve looked a mixture of satisfaction and puzzlement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's head teacher farther back causing her to run backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained good. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex-wife. As she continued to crowd Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would experience the access she didn't want.

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

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That feels sound, Rachel. You are a good trivial porn slut."

As if in response to a compliment, Rachel began to locomote her head faster, working Tasha's pussy in an urgent manner. Tasha began to rock and slowly lunge her pussy into Rachel's boldness. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to rest poise and to save her aspect glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

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

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly open. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into blind drunk slub as her rousing spread to all country.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her backtalk. One of her hands had dropped to her front and Kim rubbed her own pussy, as if no one could see her. Tasha's centre 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 headland was moving in a choppy rhythmic way. She reached up with one hired 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 groan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels salutary !"

Struggling to keep her equipoise, Rachel let go with her hand and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My boobs ! Please !

I'm guesswork that Kim knows of Tasha's raw breasts and was not surprise. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her knee, so her oral cavity was the Saami height as Tasha's milky white globes. Kim took Tasha's mighty boob into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 twelvemonth old boy would. Her oral cavity found Tasha's early breast and she began to sop up and tease the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an immediate reaction 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 snatch. I was beginning to question if Rachel could get any air.

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

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

Kim was still sucking and squeezing Tasha's tit ; trying to devote pleasure or get pleasance I could not tell.

Rachel began to struggle to free her face from Tasha's cuckoo. This seemed to break-dance the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing operose 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 middle and began to bend into her for a kiss. They were in a vigorous embracing in then next second. Rachel looked at me with a lustful regard I had only dreamed of afore.

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

My hard on answered for me, and it compelled me to take the air over. I bent down and put my hand behind her head and grabbed a handful of tomentum, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the shoulder and in a single apparent movement I pulled her to a standing stead and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"Hands to yourself"

I said as I released her and pushed her back half a step. I put my hand between her still clothed wooden leg and rubbed her pussy.

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

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

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

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

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

I had not stopped working her twat and I now I had Begin worrying her set up tit nub as it fought to make it's presence known through her blouse and bra.

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

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

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would have huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and trouser off, before my trouser had cleared my hips. She dropped down in front of me and yank my jean the rest period of the way down. She needed to pedagogy from this level, as my cock pointing at her olfactory organ made it absolved what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my organ and I felt her warm, wet sass encircle me. Her tongue immediately wrapped the underside of my peter and she began to slue 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 need me to have it away her. I could count the times, on one hand, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, ground was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the wide-cut attention of my witting mind.

I grabbed two script to the full of Rachel's perfectly styled fuzz and used them as handles to start picking up the stride. I was in commission and if I blew my loading down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! Suck on it ! submit me deeper !'

I didn't wait for Rachel to swallow my cock. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat parting and oblige the intrusion I looked into her eyes and saw a combination of lustfulness and fear. Only one of those surprised me.

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

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

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her life, but she had given up that cerise to me mean solar day 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 genius for just a irregular then she begged in a most convincing tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most common soldier sphere. She was offering them without stipulation, command, or warning. She was letting me engage her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to have sex 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 little brown starfish beckoned, just above her bitch. I did not fail to notice the minor white strand snaking out from that orifice, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not need any of her lust to wane. I was almost in panic, trying to opine of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to get her any more pain than I had to. But, as I turned to pass water my hyphen, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of brain. That was because my optic fell on the sight of Tasha and Kim.

Tasha was lying on the floor, with a still fully clothed Kim lying on top of her, as she greedily sucked on Tasha's erect nipples, and then lustily kissed Tasha's good and eagre lips. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and smacking as lips consumed brim and Kim's back talk lustily tasted Tasha'bosom were arousing.

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

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

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

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

Kim responded by biting Tasha's erect nub, while twisting the other areola, not so gently.

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

Kim rose off Tasha into a semi-sitting posture and grabbed both of Tasha's massive titmouse and squeezed them like nerf balls. Kim's deal moved up and found both nipples, then pinched, twisted, and pulled them, at the same time. Tasha arched her back and squealed in pleasure.

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

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

As Kim's shapely ass appeared from the meridian of her jean, I was reminded of some unfinished business.

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh !"I heard Rachel exclaim.

I knew that auditory sensation, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to happen. At least not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an instant. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her front on one berm, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to accomplish her climax. I reached between her legs and jerked her hand away from her clit.

"That's enough."I said mockingly

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

"I guess spit will sustain to do"I said as I worked up some saliva.

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to happen, but knowing it was the only route to the release the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and thumb. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit slickness organ in my the right way script. The head of my putz touched her little sea star and Rachel jumped in prediction of being impaled on my Edward Durell Stone toilsome member.

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

I said in a calm representative that masked my desire to eat up myself to my ball in her most pixilated opening. I pushed my stopcock onto her taboo opening, not super hard, but I wasn't taking my meter either. But I had to blast her ass. I had to pump her stiff 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 suffer her, but my own sexual desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to peek over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her clothes and the two girls were in a sixty-nine position, with the back of Kim's head blocking my view of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red Dubyuh. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best Friend. The licking and moaning coming from the two ladies send a sonic wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. Slow ! deadening !"begged Rachel

I was going as slow as was going to happen and I felt a tingle go but my spinal column as Rachel's impossibly soaked ass squeezed around my cock. The spirit was pleasure to the stop of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could experience Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the tissue layer separating her two pickle. I wasn't sure, but I was indisputable that she felt even tighter than when I took her ass cerise a few daytime ago.

Ignoring her plea of sloth, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the finish in of cock into Rachel's bunge kettle of fish. Another wave of pleasance shook my spine as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hip joint and ground my cock just a bit deeper, enjoying the sensation of finding another fraction of inch of her ass.

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

feel just a smidgeon ignored, I slapped the incline of Rachel's ass with a house swat, earning the cry of pain I had just missed.

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

Rachel was only too glad to comply. She tucked her shoulder joint under and reached back. The motion in her arm and shoulder told me she was doing as I ordered.

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

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

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

But I told my scruples to go fuck itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as much control as I could muster. It was not very much. My articulatio coxae were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her rose hip to tear myself deep inside her

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

The resistance had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly pissed. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no sound former than her own laborious external respiration. I took this to intend she was quick to birth her ass pounded.

These two thrusts had happened in less than four bit. It was only the retentiveness of our lovemaking that had restrained me until now, to the slightest. I back out, reversed and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a profligate pace.

Slap ! slap ! Slap ! The sound of her ass stopping my jab acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me go faster and harder.

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

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

I began to pull back on Rachel's rosehip with each poke and magnified the intensity in which our bodies were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my cock, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her intestine with my cum in a few seconds.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow !'Please, Ron ! No more !"

Rachel began to cry out. I could sense that my spit had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my prick. I bottomed out again and grate my pelvic arch as hard as could into her, wanting to make this net ass jabbing go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her sack quickly under me. The flavor of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my shaft was a unparalleled wizard that almost made me cum in good order then. If she had masturbated with it, I would have blown my load.

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

Figuring that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would feature dried her out, I worked up some Sir Thomas More spit and rubbed it on my cock, and then ptyalize into my helping hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

This pickle was meant to be fucked and I buried myself inscrutable inside her.

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! screw !"yelled out Kim

And my heart darted to the two ma'am. Kim had lifted her grimace from Tasha's snatch and had her oculus screwed shut, by an intense orgasm. Kim's mouth was undecided in another silent scream and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to rock back and forth, desperately needing to feature her slit worked. I took the hint and began to pump her cunt in at a unshakable, medium yard. My eyes were rivoted to the two gentlewoman less than a dozen feet away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's hips to gain some breathing room. I heard Tasha groan out

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

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

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

I tightened my hairgrip on Rachel's rosehip and began to piston into her as difficult and immobile I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight pussy under my control condition, and the aphrodisiacal Lady putting on a show in social movement of me. My senses were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent jabbing were making that clear to Rachel.

"Awwwl…most….there !"Rachel gasped out as an thought 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 back !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over faster than a gymnast, spread her knees and offered me her swell twat, by lifting her ass off the priming coat. I knee crawled between her legs and scooped them onto my shoulders. Rachel hated this post. She hated not being in ascendence when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

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

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

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

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

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the boundary and I felt the orgasm torrent my signified and fill away my conscious thought and surroundings. As I began to erupt I locked my pelvic girdle into Rachel's and tried to fool my warhead through her. Rachel's knees touched the side of meat of her head as I felt my for the first time shot fill her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my coming began to pull away and my perceptual experience returned.

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

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

Tasha was still on her backbone with splayed wooden leg facing me. Kim's right hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening puss, while her go forth hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging digit oceanic abyss with her efforts. That pap was drawn into a squiffy knot about the size of a bombastic marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other mamilla was hidden from opinion by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it potential, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike thing to do, would be to kick in Kim some help. She was on her genu, using her case and Tasha's bosom to bear out most of her weight. This angle 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 sister had been mere minutes earlier.

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

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, Fuck !

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

Tasha was coming down from her high up, glanced at me, and gave me a imperfect, embarrass smiling. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's cunt and the side to side rocking of Tasha's breasts adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a dampen

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her climax took her. That niggling sound seemed to puncture both my libido and my rooster and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my dorsum and closed my middle, waiting for my own breathing and mettle rate to return to normal. I could discover the speech sound of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

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

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

"Bet, I could line up one more."she challenged.

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

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

I heard a small giggle and she snuggled closer. I heard Tasha get up and opened my center to see her raw body squatting down to retrieve her textile. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"Leaving ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the finis discussion

Tasha turned her attention to Kim.

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

Tasha had added emphasis on ‘ being'making it exculpate she was speaking of the final stage fifteen minutes and continued.

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

She had not stop dressing during this little manner of speaking and had her pants and blouse on before the terminal period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the chair 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 hold her topper friend a hug.

They embraced, looked into each other's optic, and the Tasha turned and walked to and through the door without another word.

Kim turned to face me. She looked a short sad, but did not seem to be overcome or even approaching tears.

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would sense expert"I said thinking of the hot piddle, not Kim's firm, sexy body.

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her sister. I turned to see Rachel, in just her step-in, putting the terminal Kleenex wrapper on her used tampon.

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

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was prissy, but felt a little mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot pee, 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 firing to make it face like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

"I was thinking the like thing, but I think we should do it closer to home. How do we explain what Rachel was doing up there, when the police issue forth around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked appal, aroused, and severalize them we have no mind. Besides, if we do it around here, the organic structure will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the just medical examiner in the state. Even the Colorado chest of drawers of investigating calls him in as a consultant."

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

"Kim, you over estimate what I can do."I said with a niggling emotion rising.

"I think you underestimate what you can do"she said sincerely and then added mischievously."and I think you underestimate what Rachel and I can do"

"Look Kim, the plan is to have the police force think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the cover of my judgement that if the burned body ended up with a festinate or incompetent medical checkup examiner, we might just let it ruled as an chance event. That would keep the police completely out of it."

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

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

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

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

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

"I would sense punter about all of this if it were happening in your dead room. Where you could hold on an eye on affair and cover news to us. It is going to kill me not know what is going on !"Kim said with a fit of vocal uncloudedness that belied the last few seconds.

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

"All right. All right. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted finisher to her to take her in my arms

"I guess we can do it in the Union piece of town, maybe around Smith Rd. There are a few form of secluded smear there and still in our jurisdiction. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

"Sniff. snuff. I'm sorry. This is so nerve-racking and I'm just so gladiolus to have you with me."Kim said as she set aside her tears and became more calm.

"This is going to induce for a meddling day tomorrow. I need to reconnoiter out a point and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the flock, I was going to just light the car on flak and energy it down an embankment. We are refreshed out of drop-off and such here on the plains."I said with a tone of resignation.

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

I rolled my eyes.

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

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my way and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally rub down her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sopor. I had tomorrow on my nous. So many doubt. How would we pull this off ? What would I say to the cops where they came around ? Would they be wary rectify away ? Would our taradiddle hold in up ? But, clock time and time again, my creative thinker would return to How. I finally dozed off with that dubiousness still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the door by 6:30 AM. I headed to north Aurora and spent about two hours driving around. I found a fairly secluded spot, where the old farm road turned 90 arcdegree. If a somebody were to miss that tour, there was a large cottonwood tree to prevent you from ruining division of the farmer's crop. I thought that was going to be the respectable we could do.

My side by side plosive was house Depot. I needed to get some things. After I had found the spot to stage our accident, it became clear there was only one way to pretend this happen. I was going to need a few things to avail us pull it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my storage tank and get a little extra for tonight. We were going to want it.

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

"You're frickin'crazy !"said Rachel

"You'll kill yourself !"recall Kim

"Fine. Do you deliver a serious idea ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you think it would naturally just erupt into flames. We have to at least try to make the ardour seem like part of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a clang into a tree ? How will it wait if you're idle, too ?"exclaimed Kim

"Rachel's car has passenger side air bags, and I'll wear the seat belted ammunition. If thing go alright the biggest vexation will be getting me out of the crumbled car."

We went back and forth like this for almost of an hour. But, in the end, the ladies could derive up with no other alternative if we were to do this in Aurora.

"Ok then. It's settled. Now I need to mould in the service department for awhile and get things fix for tonight."I said, closing give-and-take, and adding a point of finality by pushing my chair back and getting up.

It went to the driveway and brought my Home terminal leverage to the garage. In a yoke of hours I had finished what I called my Acceleration Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would leave me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's fanny. I had attached a wooden foundation to it, set at an angle so it would better hold the pedal. I added a Velcro strap, which would hold the stick to the pedal, but fastened so I could draw it loose with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a foresighted leather strap, to contribute me some way to keep me from losing the stick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five congius can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few snow leopard in a looking glass jar. It was now meter to develop Rachel's standpoint in. It was absolutely critical that the dead body could not be identified through finger print. So to make up sealed that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an 60 minutes injecting gasoline in to many stop in each finger and parts of her hand. When the attack began to cut the subcutaneous gasoline, her stallion hands should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock cup of tea over each of her handwriting and left her in the now unplugged deep-freeze. It had served its purpose of keeping her at 34 academic degree, but now with just hours to go it didn't matter anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck opening and Rachel's richly school ring on one finger's breadth. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to dedicate the police something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything gear up. Now we just had to await for it to get glum and late.

Dinner was fast intellectual nourishment that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our stomachs. For the past week things had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no time to call up about anything. I was either working on some part of the design 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 secure. I kept blurting out random head ;

"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 door ?"

Each motion made the young woman jump, and soon Rachel snapped at me.

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

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

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

I had an idea what her stress stand-in plan was, and ordinarily I would experience been all for it. But, right now my drumhead was a mess and I didn't think a shock job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to deflect her gently."I need to prevent my head in the biz. I want to form sure we aren't missing something."

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

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

"I figure I might as well try to get in a nap. I doubt we will get much slumber later."She said subject 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 clock time and part of the evening melted away. But, the rest was not deep or very reposeful. 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 concluding preparations.

We loaded the two gas cans into my car and put the stagnant body in Rachel's back seat, covering it with a blanket. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the blanket would at least buy us time to think of something or go for the cop got a more serious birdsong taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about xv hour we would be at the overlap of fate and decisiveness. There our lives were going to alter forever.


To be continued .