The car sparked to sprightliness and we drove out front, just like a pattern, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would have done. I saw Tasha wave and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A full, excruciating moment passed before Tasha announced.

"Ok, it's safe to get up"

I let out a breather 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 character"

"Just in lawsuit I needed a ticker attack !"Tasha spat at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her heart back into property.

"I didn't want to go !"Rachel said in her too big for one's breeches voice that pissed off everyone who heard it."Ron said I had to get because he didn't know what to expect"

That explanation was fine. It was proficient. There was no pauperism to say another Son. But, my darling ex, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to close up.

"Some fucking plan that was."

I breathed out in wrath, took in a deeply breath in grooming for the torrent of angry words, bawdiness, and insults my temper was about to liberate, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and agitate her head.

"I have a honorable idea."She said and winked and smirked in a most evil way.

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

"Where's Kim ?"Tasha asked with a little hint of worry.

"Kim had to go to bathroom and demigod here couldn't wait for her."answered Rachel, completely oblivious to how she was pissing me off. I saw Tasha's nerve redden just a bit, making her freckles stand out.

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

"Geeze, Rachel"This I said out tatty"You're setting new standards for the Menstrual cunt"

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 locating on sex during your period ?"

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

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

I was married to Rachel for five years. To see us you would never imagine that. I'm decent looking, above average if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex-wife is smoking hot. When were married it was often deserving the constant fighting for any sexual party favor from her, just to see the look on former Guy faces, as she would stroll past them and peck at me on the nerve.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect 60 minutes crank shape. Her C-cup breasts are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a dancer, which formed themselves into the sweet-flavored ass you have ever seen. It's pooches out just so, and the globes contour that perfect lilliputian knockout men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a pole 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 week, with her needing me to aid her disappear and thus escape retribution from the Russian mob ( more on that in a moment ), 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 go half 60 minutes, 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 keep Ron ‘ felicitous'during that workweek ?"

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

"Oh, that's just mean."Said Tasha with a bit of a righteous edge to her."And now that Ron has become a crook to keep open 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 handwriting, Rachel couldn't come out and say that either. How thankless would she look ?

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

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

"What ?"Rachel asked with equal step 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 arcminute from arriving back at my billet and I was dying to know what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that sentiment I reflected on the past week ( See the old Two Can stay fresh a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventuresome time of my aliveness.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me nuts and caused more than a few engagement. final stage week I hooked up with her sis, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great night. The future daybreak, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both madam naked and tied to a chair. I apparently scared him off. Rachel explained that she had been dating a Russian and the he had absconded with gangster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the Johnny Cash. She didn't, but they would kill her and likely Kim to find that out.

They came up with the idea of pretending to kill Rachel in a car stroke and substitute another consistency for Rachel's. I work in the dead room, so they enlisted me in the design. To thank me for the law-breaking I have and would commit, both women have been fucking me until my stopcock is raw and red. There are defective shipway 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 fuck her best admirer, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder distance red hair. She's a niggling on the light side, at about 5'2"and just a bear upon heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and to the highest degree of that spear carrier ended up in her ass and boobs. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to get into tops that hid them. I hated that. Recent events have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as retentive as I have known Rachel. I watched both missy mature from gangly teens to sandbag women.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to choose Kim up on her offer because I think I'm in honey with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this morn, after she helped me perpetrate imposter at the crematorium. I was very grateful for her assistant. She didn't have to exercise very gruelling to transfer my mind.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keys, to break down into Rachel's dentist office, so we could take alveolar consonant x-rays of a stiff that we would sunburn 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 plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the rescue again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to turn back on the silent alarm we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my plaza, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's answer to Rachel's question snapped me back to the award.

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

"With what ?"Rachel said insistently, with a speck of affright.

To be bazaar, Kim has used every excuse she could to have got me have sex her elder sister in a salmagundi of direction. Kim is most understanding in that way, much to my delight and surprise. Rachel still does not wish sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another womanhood. She responded very well, when, my bisexual lover, gave her a for the first time pace puss whacking. And, though loath at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a week, is most unlike her sister. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a shock. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you draw a blank affair. She is a little shorter than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying Miss Apr is not as cute as missy June. Your putz would shrivel up up and blow away if you had to screw the difference. After that, they look a lot a like. Kim's breasts are a touch lowly, but probably more firm. It is certainly fun to compare them. Kim's legs are more shapely and are especially fine when they are wrapped around your waistline.

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

"Tasha ! What the fuck ?"asked Rachel, with veridical terror starting to creep in.

Based on the way this week had gone, Rachel would feature had to be crazy to think that something sexual was not on Tasha's mind. I am sure that Rachel's brain 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 bodies was starting to wake Bruno of Toul.

We pulled into my private road with Rachel still trying to get an answer out of Tasha.

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

Tasha was silent, but I could see her smirking from my position beside her. I was all too glad to let Rachel run her imagination through the gauntlet and work her self into a tizzy. After my time with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at someone else.

We got out and all started into the star sign. We were all still. Tasha went in start and I heard Kim before I saw her.

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

I started to palpate a little shamed. I had not commented on her using her succulent torso to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a virgin this dawn. She had had sex with me, and then six hour later had sex with a man old enough to be her dad. That could really mess up with a person's mind and I had not even thanked her.

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

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

"You fucking bitch !'I said through gritted teeth and passel flash 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 recover a diplomatical solution, but I was also not going answer for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. reduplicate 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 leery tone.

Rachel's glare refocused to Tasha, held for a fast irregular, and then softened.

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

"Those were not the words you used."I said with my anger apparent. Rachel glared at me again.

"What did you say ?"said Tasha, getting a bit of biliousness up herself.

Rachel was tacit and her gaze fell to the floor. Kim sensing that this could get out of paw, walked over to her big sister and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a look that could strip paint, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really good-for-naught 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 tone, that put me on sharpness. 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 school, Kim. How the hell can you take on her side ?"

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

Kim said trying to ratchet down down Tasha's anger. But, Rachel had struck a boldness this fourth dimension.

"Fuck you, Rachel ! I'm risking poky to help you out. I'm jeopardizing my Mom's job ! I fucking catch some Z's with your tooth doctor ! All to help you out ! And you call me a"slovenly woman"! You're a fucking ungrateful bitch ! I don't know if I should call the bull or just complain your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both grow wide at the word ‘ cops ’. My belly did a somersaulting, and I wondered if she was life-threatening. It was probably just emotion, but a lot of bad thing have come when emotion clouds rational thought. I figured I had better try to calm things down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex-wife is bitch on steroid. She will be nominated for Cunt of the Year and will win in a landslide. She is more bitch than a inner circle of female greyhounds, and she polishes a Calluna vulgaris each night, to boot. She had a big mouth and the role of the brainiac that governs what comes out of it, was surgically removed the day before we got married. She's all of that and Sir Thomas More, in good order Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her shoe or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being More colorful in my verbal description of her, than our usual fights. Usually I just called her a ‘ bitch'and left it at that. Maybe that was it. Maybe she was wondering why I was defending her, even in this left handed way, but she at to the lowest degree found her voice and civilized tone.

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

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

"Actions speak louder than words, Rachel. I don't want to get word you ripple about how pitiful you are. I think you should picture me."

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

"fountainhead, Ron had told me what a salutary trivial slut you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an dot tinged prosaic step.

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

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

I was tacit now. I was pretty sure of the world-wide direction this was going, but the exact address was a mystery to me.

"Have you been ‘ very accommodating ’, Rachel ?"Tasha asked with mock fragrancy in her articulation. When Rachel began to look at the base again, Tasha's tone changed back to anger.

"Have you !"

"Yes ! Yes, I've been letting Ron do pretty much what he wants. He's risking a lot to help me."

"I 'm risking a lot, too. Don't I deserve some reward ?'Tasha said building a system of logic path that was going to moderate to Rachel's perfective tense 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 legal very proud of about rewarding me."

Tasha threw back. But before Rachel could respond, Kim stepped in to defend her sister.

"Tash, to be comely, 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.

"okey, then"started Kim the little 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.

"Time to get to crop, Rachel."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No, Tasha. Please, don't make me do that. Please, I said I was meritless and I really am. Don't make me do that ?'Rachel begged.

"But, it's what I want"said Tasha as she started to disrobe.

When Tasha had shown up at my house this evening she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me dress that she had used on Jacob, into a dyad of well-fixed blue jean and a baggy sweater. She now reached down and lifted her sweater up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample breasts, ensnared by a sexy greenish 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 jean to the story. Tasha was wearing a matching set of pantie. My eyes focused on the small patch of cloth covering her kitty. I was searching for star sign of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to turn aroused as Rachel begged to be spared the humiliation of cleaning Tasha's puss.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with scare starting to win the upper hired man.

Tasha reached behind her back and I saw the fabric of her bra spring as the clasp was undone. Rachel's eye 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 white meat were house looking and rode higher on her breast than their size should receive allowed. Her areola are a niggling smaller than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a stride towards my ex-wife, as her finger's breadth began to slue into the sash of her hold out remaining clause of clothing.

"A porn movie !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the slut in the pornography motion-picture show and you be the conductor ! Please, you can hold Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"Good !"Tasha said, in a meet tone,"smut strumpet, you can get down by eating my snatch"

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

"On your human knee, 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 handful of Rachel's hair.

I looked at Kim. She was staring intently at the two ladies. I had expected shock and ire on her face. There was none of that. Her backtalk were slightly apart. She looked athirst. Kim face was filled with luxuria.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her groin and ground her little red muff into Rachel's face for a long second and then pulled her school principal back. Tasha's face looked a commixture of expiation and puzzlement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's headspring farther back causing her to lean backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her hands, and remained upright. Tasha walked forward and straddled my ex. As she continued to push Rachel back, it became obvious that Rachel's head was going to end up between Tasha's legs and Rachel would have the accession she didn't want.

When Rachel was in stead, Tasha leaned forward just a bit. Kim and I were directly in straw man of the two lady. We saw Rachel's spit appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her reluctant devotee's face.

"Ummmmmmm"Tasha moaned."That tone commodity, Rachel. You are a good little porno slut."

As if in answer to a compliment, Rachel began to move her head faster, working Tasha's pussy in an urgent manner. Tasha began to shake and slowly shove her pussy into Rachel's facial expression. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to bide poise and to retain her human face glued to Tasha's bang tunnel.

"Oh, piece of ass ya !"Keep doing that ! Fuck, Rachel !

Rachel's eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly open. I noticed that Tasha's mamilla had constricted into soused knots as her arousal spreading to all field.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her hands had dropped to her front and Kim rubbed her own pussy, as if no one could see her. Tasha's eyes opened and she looked surprised for a split-second, as if she had forgotten we were around.

"Ohhhhh ! That look good. Kim, I never knew what I was missing"

Rachel's head was moving in a foolish rhythmic way. She reached up with one paw and began to massage 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 rima oris, but Rachel must induce known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feel good !"

Struggling to maintain her counterbalance, Rachel let go with her script and put it back on the floor behind her. Rachel opened her eyes and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My booby ! Please !

I'm shot that Kim knows of Tasha's spiritualist boob and was not storm. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her genu, so her mouth was the Saami peak as Tasha's milklike Elwyn Brooks White globes. Kim took Tasha's right-hand tit into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her mouth found Tasha's other chest and she began to give suck and tantalise the erect and well up gumdrop. This brought an prompt response 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 wonder if Rachel could get any air.

‘ fuck ! Oh, Yessssssss ! Tasha screamed as her orgasm arrived. Tasha had both mitt on the binding of Rachel's capitulum and was pushing so heavily I thought Rachel would pop inside. Tasha went rigid as the pleasure took her.

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

Kim was still sucking and squeezing Tasha's pap ; trying to cave in pleasure or get pleasure I could not recount.

Rachel began to contend to withdraw her face from Tasha's twat. This seemed to break the spell and Tasha let at large and stood erect. She was breathing hard and sweat had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an embarrassed smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big gulps 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 eyes and began to deflect into her for a buss. They were in a vigorous embracement in then next second gear. Rachel looked at me with a lustful gaze 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 hair, tight to her scalp. With my other hand I took her by the berm and in a single question I pulled her to a standing position and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

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

"bridge player to yourself"

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

"You want me to sleep together your bloody little pussy ?"

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

"You'd never let me rival you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the area her clit should take in been.

"Ohhhhhh, God. Oh, that's look goodness ! Please, I want you now"

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

I had not stopped working her snatch and I now I had begin worrying her erect knocker nub as it fought to make it's comportment 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 draw near sing song."comic strip down to your step-in and get on your knees."

If I had ever ordered Rachel to do this while we were married she would cause huffed and walked away. Not today ; she had her blouse, bra and pant off, before my pants had cleared my hips. She dropped down in presence of me and yanked my denim the rest of the way down. She needed to instruction from this degree, as my cock pointing at her nozzle made it percipient what needed to be done.

Rachel engulfed my harmonium and I felt her warm, wet mouth encircle me. Her knife immediately wrapped the undersurface of my rooster and she began to slide me in and out of her mouth.

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

She was moving medium-slow, not wanting to get me off. She really did want me to fuck her. I could count the clock time, on one bridge player, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, reason was quickly being pushed out by luxuria, as my libido demanded the full attention of my witting mind.

I grabbed two hands full of Rachel's perfectly styled hair and used them as handgrip to begin picking up the tread. I was in guardianship and if I blew my lading down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! Suck on it ! get hold of me deeper !'

I didn't delay for Rachel to swallow my hammer. As I next banged against the back of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat component and admit the intrusion I looked into her eye and saw a combination of lustfulness and veneration. 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 teacher of my pecker. Then, without warning, I pulled completely out. Rachel took a deep breath, but continued to await up at me.

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

Rachel had never wanted it up her ass in her sprightliness, but she had given up that cherry to me Clarence Day ago, and knew I couldn't get enough.

"M..my ass"she said weakly between breaths.

"You don't sound too convince"I challenged

I saw anger flair for just a second then she begged in a most convince tone.

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

With that she quickly danced out of her lacy underclothes and spun around. She quickly got on her handwriting and knees and stuck that incredibly shaped ass in the air.

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private orbit. She was offering them without consideration, instruction, or warning. She was letting me take her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to eff that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five long time, 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 sea star beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not fail to acknowledge the low white drawstring snaking out from that orifice, confirming that blood was flowing.

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

I did not desire any of her luxuria to wane. I was almost in affright, trying to cogitate of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any more pain than I had to. But, as I turned to make believe my dash, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of mind. That was because my optic fell on the passel 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 nipple, and then lustily kissed Tasha's broad and eager mouth. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and smacking as lips consumed lips and Kim's speak lustily tasted Tasha'boob were arousing.

My cock was already surd enough to cut up granite and this was driving me mad with lustfulness. I took two whole step towards the lady, my eyes riveted on the military action.

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

Tasha took one hired hand and pushed Kim's face 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 perspective and grabbed both of Tasha's monumental mamilla and squeezed them like nerf balls. Kim's hand 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 ! fucking ! That is so fucking intense !"

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

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

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

I knew that speech sound, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to encounter. At to the lowest degree 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 shoulder joint, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to contact 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 have got to do"I said as I worked up some saliva.

Rachel went deathly still, knowing what was about to come about, but knowing it was the solely path to the release the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and thumb. With that digit I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit slick down electric organ in my proper hand. The head of my turncock touched her little starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my stone hard member.

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

I said in a calm interpreter that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her about tight orifice. I pushed my turncock onto her forbidden possible action, not super severely, but I wasn't taking my time either. But I had to blast her ass. I had to pump her fast mess until I exploded.

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

"Ow !"Rachel grasped"P.please go dim ! Please, Ron, don't hurt me."

I was so torn. I didn't really want to hurt her, but my own sexual desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to glance over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her wearing apparel and the two fille were in a 69 position, with the vertebral column of Kim's fountainhead blocking my thought of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red pubic hair. Kim's heading moved rhythmically as she pleasured her best friend. The licking and moaning coming from the two gentlewoman send a sonic wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

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

I was going as tedious as was going to happen and I felt a shiver go but my backbone as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my turncock. The feel was joy to the point of pain and I wanted more. I thought I could feel Rachel's tampon pushing against me through the membrane separating her two holes. I wasn't sure, but I was sure that she felt even wet than when I took her ass cherry a few mean solar day ago.

Ignoring her supplication of sloth, I gave into my pedestal emotions and jammed the last column inch of cock into Rachel's bunge hollow. Another waving of joy shook my spine as my articulatio coxae met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's hips and land my prick just a bit deeper, enjoying the genius of finding another fraction of inch of her ass.

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

impression just a smidge ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a firm 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 happy to abide by. She tucked her shoulder under and reached back. The question in her arm and shoulder joint told me she was doing as I ordered.

"Now beg me to roll in the hay your ass."I said

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

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

But I told my conscience to go make out itself. I pulled back until I was most of the way back out and then pushed in with as lots simpleness as I could come up. It was not very much. My pelvis were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her articulatio coxae to pull myself cryptical inside her

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

The resistance had been less than I expected, but still so incredibly stringent. So, I swiftly back out again, and pushed even harder. This time Rachel made no speech sound other than her own heavy ventilation. I took this to mean she was ready to have her ass pounded.

These two knife thrust had happened in less than four seconds. It was only the remembering of our love that had restrained me until now, to the slight. I back out, reversed and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a libertine pace.

smack ! Slap ! Slap ! The sound of her ass stopping my knife thrust acted as a challenge. It seemed to compel me move 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 infliction was satisfying.

I began to pull back on Rachel's rose hip with each stab and magnified the intensity in which our bodies were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my peter, with something just shy of a vice and I knew that I would be filling her bowels with my cum in a few second.

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

Rachel began to cry out. I could feel that my saliva had worn off and it was harder to push. It was also starting to rub my cock. I bottomed out again and grate my hip joint as hard as could into her, wanting to piddle this last ass thrust go into her stomach.

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

I felt her chemise quickly under me. The impression of her tampon sliding out on the underside of my cock was a unique champion that almost made me cum right then. If she had masturbated with it, I would have blown my load.

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

calculation that having a wad of cotton in her pussy would own dried her out, I worked up some more spew and rubbed it on my cock, and then ptyalize into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

This yap was meant to be fucked and I buried myself bass inside her.

"Ah !"Rachel gasped out as a combining of relief and surprisal took her.

"Ohhhhhhhh ! piece of ass !"yelled out Kim

And my eyes darted to the two ladies. Kim had lifted her face from Tasha's twat and had her eyes screwed shut, by an acute climax. Kim's mouth was heart-to-heart in another silent screeching and she was pushing her own kitty-cat onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to sway back and forth, desperately needing to have her pussycat worked. I took the tip and began to pump her cunt in at a steady, intermediate gait. My eyes were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen feet away.

Kim's orgasm retreated and I saw her relax. Tasha pushed on Kim's pelvic arch to win some breathing room. I heard Tasha moan out

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

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

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

I tightened my clench on Rachel's coxa and began to piston into her as hard and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the stringent snatch under my ascendancy, and the aphrodisiacal dame putting on a appearance in social movement of me. My sens were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent jab were making that clear to Rachel.

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

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

"No ! Ron ! Please !"

"On your rachis !'I commanded.

Rachel flipped over fast than a gymnast, spread her articulatio genus and offered me her tumefy cunt, by lifting her ass off the ground. I knee crawled between her ramification and scooped them onto my shoulders. Rachel hated this position. She hated not being in control when we were having sex. But, that was exactly why I was doing it.

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

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the reason and started thrusting as firmly and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the merchantman of her pussy, I would inch myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her auricle.

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

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

"Yessssssssss !"Rachel screamed and I felt her cunt tighten around my phallus.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the orgasm flood tide my horse sense and take away my witting thought and surroundings. As I began to break open I locked my hips into Rachel's and tried to dart my warhead through her. Rachel's knees touched the sides of her head as I felt my first shot make full her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to recede and my percept returned.

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

"Fucckkkkk !"I heard Tasha shrieking in pleasure and my oral sex whipped up.

Tasha was still on her back with rotate legs facing me. Kim's rectify bridge player was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening twat, while her forget hand was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger trenches with her efforts. That mamilla was drawn into a closely mi about the size of a large marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other nipple was hidden from view by Kim's sensuous lips as she was sucking it trench and hard.

I had not thought it potential, but I was still hard, although Bruno was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanly thing to do, would be to yield Kim some supporter. She was on her knees, using her boldness and Tasha's chest to bear near of her weight. This angle offered my either of Kim's opening night 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 bare minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's cunt, with her lip slightly parted and very moist with her own juices. My manpower on her hips gave her a cleave minute of warning before I pierced her pussy with my rod and began to pump her as quickly as I had strength for.

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

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, Fuck !

Kim released Tasha's well up mammilla and positioned her self more comfortably, lying across Tasha, so they formed a"T"as battered into Kim's love tunnel.

Tasha was coming down from her senior high, glanced at me, and gave me a weak, embarrassed grinning. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's cunt and the incline to side rocking of Tasha's breasts adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffled

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her orgasm took her. That niggling speech sound seemed to deflate both my libido and my cock and I suddenly felt drained. I pulled out, rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, waiting for my own ventilation and heart pace to return to normal. I could hear the auditory sensation of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

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

"I tried hard, but I 'm all out of bullets."I responded, not please, but still pretty fulfill.

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

I was spent. I was fucked dry, and dog tired. My rooster was a slight sore and I wanted a shower.

"You're going to pour down me, Kim."

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

"going ?"I asked

"Yeah. This was……interesting"she said searching for the survive give-and-take

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 clear she was speaking of the in conclusion fifteen minutes and continued.

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

She had not block off dressing during this brusque words and had her trouser and blouse on before the final 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 gift her best admirer a hug.

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

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

"Shower ?"she suggested

"That would finger skillful"I said cerebration of the hot water, not Kim's firm, aphrodisiac body.

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her baby. I turned to see Rachel, in just her panties, putting the concluding Kleenex wrapper on her used tampon.

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

"But, don't use all the hot H2O !'

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was courteous, but felt a footling mechanical. When we finished, hopefully leaving a petty hot weewee, we went down stairs and sat at the kitchen table.

"What about tomorrow ?"Kim asked

"What about it ?"I answered, knowing she was talking about crashing Rachel's car, and staging a fire to take a leak it wait like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

"I was thinking the same thing, but I think we should do it closer to dwelling. How do we excuse what Rachel was doing up there, when the constabulary come around ?

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, emotional, and state them we have no thought. Besides, if we do it around here, the body will end up on Dr. Syygo's table, and he will never buy that this was an accident. He's probably the Best medical quizzer in the land. Even the Colorado bureau of probe calls him in as a consultant."

"But, if the body was there, you could preserve an eye on things, and maybe help to steer them in the right direction."Kim argued back at me.

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

"flavour Kim, the plan is to consume the law think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the back of my judgement that if the burned body ended up with a rushed or fumbling medical exam tester, we might just own it ruled as an accident. That would sustain 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 feel s.so m….."

And then she lost it, and her hands went up to her side, 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 devil she was talking about. I'm an assistant for the doc. I don't do autopsies.

"I would feel better about all of this if it were happening in your morgue. Where you could hold an eye on things and describe word to us. It is going to kill me not get it on what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of outspoken limpidity that belied the finally few seconds.

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

"All right. All aright. Just don't cry"I said as I scooted closer to her to get her in my arms

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

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

"This is going to give for a busy day tomorrow. I need to scout out a spot and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the spate, I was going to just get off the car on ardor and thrust it down an embankment. We are fresh out of cliffs 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 edge to her voice.

I rolled my optic.

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

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my way and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally knead her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my mind. So many interrogative sentence. How would we rip this off ? What would I say to the copper where they came around ? Would they be leery right away ? Would our story hold up ? But, time and time again, my nous would return to How. I finally dozed off with that question still torturing my mind.

I was up at 6 AM and out the threshold by 6:30 AM. I headed to north first light and spent about two time of day driving around. I found a fairly secluded billet, where the old farm route turned 90 arcdegree. If a person were to miss that bend, there was a large cottonwood Tree to preclude you from ruining part of the granger's crop. I thought that was going to be the salutary we could do.

My future stop was Home Depot. I needed to get some matter. After I had found the spot to present our accident, it became unclutter there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to require a few things to help us pull it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank and get a minuscule superfluous for tonight. We were going to need it.

I got home in metre for dejeuner. Kim greeted my with a lingering osculation and offered to throw me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her pass of grilled cheeseflower and Lycopersicon esculentum soup. Over the sandwiches, and with Rachel joining us, I explained what I came up with.

"You're frickin'crazy !"said Rachel

"You'll stamp out yourself !"repeat Kim

"amercement. Do you have a better idea ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how in all likelihood do you call up it would naturally just bust into flames. We have to at least try to make the fire seem like office of the accident."I counterpunched.

"But, a clangour into a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ? How will it wait if you're short, too ?"exclaimed Kim

"Rachel's car has passenger side air bags, and I'll wear the place belt. If things go alright the biggest concern will be getting me out of the crumbled car."

We went back and forth like this for most of an hour. But, in the end, the lady could get along up with no other substitute if we were to do this in Aurora.

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

It went to the driveway and brought my plate Depot purchases to the service department. In a match of 60 minutes I had finished what I called my Acceleration joystick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would let me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas pedal and the driver's fundament. I had attached a wooden understructure to it, set at an angle so it would better apply the foot lever. I added a Velcro strap, which would hold the stick to the treadle, but fastened so I could get out it loose with a sharp tug. Finally, I drilled a hole near the top and added a long leather strap, to have me some way to keep me from losing the joystick in the commotion.

With that done, I filled up a gallon gas can, from the five gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few ounce in a glass jar. It was now time to get up Rachel's stand in. It was absolutely critical that the dead body could not be identified through finger prints. So to make certain that happened, I filled a syringe with petrol and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many dot in each finger and piece of her hand. When the ardor began to burn off the subcutaneous gasoline, her entire hands should burn to the bone.

I placed ziplock dish over each of her hands and left her in the now unplugged deep-freeze. It had served its purpose of keeping her at 34 degrees, but now with just hours to go it didn't topic anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's gamey schooltime ring on one finger. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to give the police something else to help with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything prepare. Now we just had to hold off for it to get dark and late.

dinner party was fast nutrient that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our breadbasket. For the past week thing had been a practical whirlwind, with almost no fourth dimension to cerebrate about anything. I was either working on some part of the plan or being screwed senseless by one of the sis, or Tasha. Now, there was time to do aught but think. That was not doing me any good. I kept blurting out random question ;

"will this really work ?"

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

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

"When will the police show up at my door ?"

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

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

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

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

I had an idea what her strain rest period plan was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my oral sex was a peck and I didn't think a shock job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to avert her gently."I need to stay fresh my head in the plot. I want to make sure enough we aren't missing something."

"Oh, Pooh."She said a touch modality annoyed."You worry too a lot. 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 tears again. But, she just lay on her incline facing me.

"I figure I might as well try to get in a nap. I doubt we will get a good deal sleep later."She said matter of factly.

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

We loaded the two gas bathroom into my car and put the dead organic structure in Rachel's back buttocks, 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 grievous birdsong taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about fifteen minutes we would be at the product of fate and decision. There our liveliness were going to change forever.


To be continued .