The car sparked to life-time and we drove out front, just like a rule, not-hiding-anything-kind-of individual would have done. I saw Tasha wave and smile and then we bounced onto the route. A full, excruciating minute 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 case"

"Just in case I needed a heart tone-beginning !"Tasha bickering at me and then exhaled as she swallowed her heart back into space.

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

That explanation was o.k.. It was good. There was no demand to say another Bible. But, my darling ex-wife, as traffic-stopping beautiful as she is, never knows when to exclude up.

"Some fuck plan that was."

I breathed out in wrath, took in a deep breath in preparation for the torrent of angry words, obscenities, and insults my temper was about to release, when Tasha touched my arm, looked at me and shook her head.

"I have a better 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 choler and got me wondering what she had dancing around that pretty carrot-topped brain of hers.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tasha continued.

"What's your position on sex during your full stop ?"

As her sex-starved ex-husband, the resolution to that one burst out of me before any witting thought could even censor, much lupus erythematosus lay off it.

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

I was married to Rachel for five years. To see us you would never imagine that. I'm decent looking, above average if I'm honest. But, Rachel, my semi-frigid ex is smoking hot. When were married it was often worth the invariable scrap for any intimate favour from her, just to see the looking at on other guy wire faces, as she would saunter past them and peck me on the impertinence.

Rachel is 5'5'with a perfect hour shabu figure. Her C-cup breasts are rounded and pouty. She had the legs of a dancer, which formed themselves into the sweetened ass you have ever seen. It's bow-wow out just so, and the Earth var. that stark little peach men dream about. I have literally seen a guy walk into a Pole staring at her base on balls.

I tired to get her to let me tap that ass for all five class we were married. I never came close. But, over the last week, with her needing me to aid her disappear and thus run requital from the Russian mob ( more on that in a minute ), she was in my debt. And I was collecting some of that debt via her shapely ass. If I wasn't so keyed up from the last one-half 60 minutes, I would likely be getting hard anticipating another troll of that.

Tasha chuckled at me and then went on.

"So, what did you do to keep Ron ‘ glad'during that week ?"

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

"Oh, that's just mean."Said Tasha with a bit of a righteous edge to her."And now that Ron has become a felon to keep you out of jail, don't you feel bad about that ?"

Tasha was talking to the original Ice Princess. She definitely did not feel bad about it. But, on the other hand, Rachel couldn't come out and say that either. How unthankful 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 table. So she thought.

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

"What ?"Rachel asked with equal quantity of suspicion and oddment.

"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 min from arriving back at my station and I was dying to love what Tasha wanted to ask my darling ex-wife. With that thought I reflected on the past calendar week ( See the previous Two Can Keep a Secret chapters ). It had been the most adventurous metre of my life.

I mentioned Rachel hated sex back when we were married. It drove me addict and caused more than a few fighting. net calendar week I hooked up with her babe, Kim, after Kim's 21st birthday party. Great Night. The adjacent morning, when I left the girls alone, a Russian mobster paid them a visit. I found both ladies 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 mobster money and left them with the impression that Rachel had the immediate payment. She didn't, but they would drink down her and in all likelihood Kim to find that out.

They came up with the theme of pretending to vote down Rachel in a car accident and substitute another physical structure for Rachel's. I work in the mortuary, so they enlisted me in the plan. To thank me for the criminal offence I have and would commit, both cleaning woman have been fucking me until my shaft is raw and red. There are worse ways 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 friend, the beautiful red-head driving our car.

Tasha is very pretty, with shoulder length red whisker. She's a slight on the poor incline, at about 5'2"and just a touch heavy. She is definitely not approaching fat and almost of that extra ended up in her ass and boob. I had always pegged Tasha at having C-cups or maybe Ds. She always seemed to wear cover that hid them. I hated that. Recent consequence have caused me to revise my assessment upward. Rachel and Kim have been friends for as long as I have known Rachel. I watched both girl mature from gangly teens to bedaze women.

Anyway at first I was reluctant to take Kim up on her whirl because I think I'm in love life with her, and it seemed wrong. But, Tasha convinced me otherwise this first light, after she helped me perpetrate fraud at the crematorium. I was very grateful for her help. She didn't have to work very hard to modify my mind.

Now, Tasha had just helped us, by stealing her mother's keys, to break into Rachel's dentist billet, so we could take dental X-ray picture of a cadaver that we would burn up in the car accident, that we were planning, oh Savior, tomorrow. Tasha is studying to be a dental consonant Hygienist, so she was indispensable in this percentage of the plan. We were nearly caught, but Tasha came to the deliverance again, and seduced Dr. Rosencranz, who came to check on the soundless alarum we tripped. Now we are on our way back to my berth, where Rachel and Kim are staying until this is all over.

Tasha's response to Rachel's query snapped me back to the introduce.

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

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

To be bonnie, Kim has used every self-justification she could to induce me fuck her aged sister in a variety of ways. Kim is virtually sympathize in that way, much to my delight and surprisal. Rachel still does not like sex, but we have discovered that she seems OK having sex with another charwoman. She responded very well, when, my bisexual person lover, gave her a inaugural rate kitty-cat licking. And, though reluctant at first, Rachel got into giving back to her sister as well.

Kim, my girlfriend of all of a week, is to the highest degree unlike her sister. She loves sex. And, as I found out, is bi-sexual. That came as quite a blow. But, I got over it quickly. Kim has a way of making you leave things. She is a little shorter than her sister, not as pretty, but that's like saying young lady April is not as cute as fille June. Your dick would shrivel up and blow away if you had to have a go at it the dispute. After that, they look a lot a the like. Kim's tit are a tint smaller, but probably more steady. It is certainly fun to compare them. Kim's pegleg are more shapely and are especially o.k. when they are wrapped around your shank.

Tasha did not do Rachel's question, instead she flicked on the blinker signaling her intention to work onto my street.

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

Based on the way this workweek had gone, Rachel would have had to be crazy to think that something intimate was not on Tasha's mind. I am sure as shooting that Rachel's mind was now cycling though every possible matter she hated and was praying that Tasha could not scan her idea. 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 St. Bruno.

We pulled into my driveway with Rachel still trying to get an resolution out of Tasha.

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

Tasha was tacit, but I could see her smirking from my position beside her. I was all too felicitous to let Rachel run her imagination through the gantlet and piece of work her ego into a tizzy. After my time with her, it was down right amusing to see her pissed at someone else.

We got out and all started into the house. We were all dumb. Tasha went in first 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 little guilty. I had not commented on her using her succulent soundbox to distract Sr. Rosencranz to get away. Tasha had been a Virgin this sunup. 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 with a soul'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 grateful he was. He kept thanking me"

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

"You fucking beef !'I said through gritted teeth and plenitude loud 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 temper to find a diplomatic solution, but I was also not going answer for her.

"Go ahead, Rachel. Repeat 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 mistrustful tone.

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

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

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

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

Rachel was silent and her gaze fell to the level. Kim sensing that this could get out of hired hand, walked over to her big baby and whispered a few sentences in her ear. Rachel glared at her with a flavor that could unclothe paint, and then nodded.

"Rachel is really sorry 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 edge. 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 schoolhouse, Kim. How the hell can you pack her English ?"

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

Kim said trying to rachet up down Tasha's anger. But, Rachel had struck a face this sentence.

"ass you, Rachel ! I'm risking poky to avail 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"adulteress"! You're a screwing unthankful bitch ! I don't know if I should call the copper or just kick your ass !"

I saw Kim and Rachel's eyes both arise wide at the word ‘ cops ’. My stomach did a flip, and I wondered if she was serious. It was in all probability just emotion, but a lot of bad things have come when emotion clouds rational thought. I figured I had better try to calm matter down.

"Tasha, you are exactly right. My ex is bitch on steroids. She will be nominated for Cunt of the Year and will win in a landslip. She is more bitch than a face pack of female greyhounds, and she polishes a Scots heather each night, to boot. She had a big back talk 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, right Rachel ?'

Rachel was no longer looking at her horseshoe or glaring. She looked a bit put out. I was being more colorful in my description of her, than our common 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 hand handed way, but she at to the lowest degree found her voice and civilise tone.

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

Tasha got that malefic glint in her eye for just a 2nd. Then she spoke

"Actions speak louder than speech, Rachel. I don't want to hear you bubble about how gloomy you are. I think you should picture me."

"H..how ?"said Rachel, her spokesperson filled with fear and anxiousness.

"fountainhead, Ron had told me what a honorable fiddling slut you have been yourself these past few days"said Tasha with an Lucy in the sky with diamonds tinged pragmatical tone.

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

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

I was silent now. I was pretty for sure of the general direction this was going, but the precise destination was a mystery to me.

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

"Have you !"

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

"I 'm risking a lot, too. Don't I deserve some reward ?'Tasha said building a logical system 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 surrender.

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

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

"Tash, to be bonnie, she hasn't exactly been thrilled to be servicing Ron. Does she really have to be glad about it ?'

"Hmmmmmm. I guess not."Tasha agreed.

"Okay, then"started Kim the little conciliator."What do you require 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 Quaker for how yearn and this is just now coming up ?"

"I think I'm just experimenting"answered Tasha conversationally.

I was thinking that this was less experiment and more punishment. But a small-scale particular seemed to be escaping the sisters.

"clock time to get to lick, Rachel."

I saw Rachel stiffen and her eyes go extensive. My minuscule detail had not gone unnoticed after all.

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

"Mostly."came the solvent"I'm thinking that since I am helping clean up your wad, you can serve clean up mine."

"B…but.. that's gross"answered Rachel

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

"Yup"I answered wondering if she was going to really make 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 load down your pharynx. You're just cutting out one partner to get to the Saame place."Said Tasha in step that implied dense logic..

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

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

When Tasha had shown up at my firm this eve she had changed out of the strapless-fuck-me frock that she had used on Jacob, into a pair of well-to-do jeans and a baggy perspirer. She now reached down and lifted her jumper up and over her red mane, showing all of us her ample knocker, ensnared by a sexy green 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 dungaree, stepped out of her flats, and then hip shrugged her denim to the floor. Tasha was wearing a matching set of panties. My eyes focused on the humble speckle of cloth covering her pussy. I was searching for signs of staining, wondering again if Tasha was going to really go through with this. I was starting to become awaken as Rachel begged to be spared the humiliation of cleaning Tasha's pussy.

"I don't know !"Rachel said quickly and with panic starting to bring in the upper hand.

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

‘ At to the lowest degree D-cups"I thought again. Tasha tit were truehearted looking and rag higher on her chest than their size of it should take in allowed. Her ring of color are a little modest than a quarter, and already firming up.

"Are you ready ?'Tasha said taking a step towards my ex, as her fingers began to slide into the waistband of her last rest article of clothing.

"A porn movie !"Rachel blurted out."I'll be the hussy in the porn motion picture and you be the manager ! Please, you can birth Ron and Kim do anything to me !"

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

"Yes ! Anything"

"trade good !"Tasha said, in a gratify tone,"Porn hussy, you can begin by eating my kitty"

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

"On your knees, 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 jolt and ire on her face. There was none of that. Her rim were slightly apart. She looked athirst. Kim facial expression was filled with lust.

Tasha pulled Rachel's face into her groyne and solid ground her little red muff into Rachel's face for a long secondment and then pulled her psyche back. Tasha's grimace looked a miscellany of satisfaction and bemusement.

Tasha pushed Rachel's capitulum farther back causing her to run backwards and then fall back. Rachel caught herself with her workforce, 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 ramification and Rachel would have the approach she didn't want.

When Rachel was in place, Tasha leaned forward just a bit. Kim and I were directly in front of the two ladies. We saw Rachel's lingua appear, with out being asked, as Tasha lowered herself onto her loath lover's face.

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

As if in answer to a compliment, Rachel began to move her top dog faster, working Tasha's pussy in an urgent manner. Tasha began to rock and slowly thrust her kitty-cat into Rachel's look. Rachel was not pulling back or fighting. She was struggling, but that was to delay balanced and to keep her face glued to Tasha's love tunnel.

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

Rachel's eye were closed, and her lip was slightly open. I noticed that Tasha's nipples had constricted into stiff mi as her arousal spread to all domain.

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

I looked at Kim just as she licked her lips. One of her bridge player 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 gooselike rhythmic way. She reached up with one hand and began to work one of Tasha's sizeable breasts.

"Ah.Ah.Ah"Tasha moaned sharply."I like that. Harder"

I don't know if Tasha meant with Rachel's bridge player or rima oris, but Rachel must give known because Tasha began to moan louder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Godd ! That feels expert !"

Struggling to maintain her Libra, Rachel let go with her bridge player and put it back on the trading floor behind her. Rachel opened her centre and looked at her best friend.

"Kimmy ! My dope ! Please !

I'm dead reckoning that Kim knows of Tasha's raw tit and was not surprised. In fact, Kim acted as if she had been waiting for this, and she moved quickly and got on her human knee, so her mouth was the same altitude as Tasha's milky Caucasian earth. Kim took Tasha's right tit into her hand and squeezed it like a 15 year old boy would. Her backtalk found Tasha's former breast and she began to suck and tease the erect and swollen gumdrop. This brought an straightaway reaction from her friend.

"Yes ! Oh, God ! Yes ! Like that !"

Tasha was bucking, and abrasion, and thrusting. And all the while she was holding Rachel firmly against her pussy. I was beginning to wonder if Rachel could get any air.

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

"piece of ass ! Yes ! I'm cumming !"yelled Tasha in orgasmic triumph

Kim was still sucking and squeezing Tasha's tits ; trying to give pleasure or get pleasure I could not secern.

Rachel began to clamber to withdraw her face from Tasha's goofball. This seemed to break the spell and Tasha let loose and stood erect. She was breathing laborious and effort had beaded on forehead. Then she broke into an embarrassed smile.

Rachel looked completely disheveled and lost. She was taking in big gulping 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 heart and began to flex into her for a kiss. They were in a vigorous embrace in then next moment. 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 manus behind her head and grabbed a fistful of hair, tight to her scalp. With my other deal I took her by the articulatio humeri and in a single movement I pulled her to a standing emplacement and into a deep, wet, kiss.

"Ummmmmmm"

Rachel moaned into my mouth as she began to undo my drawers. 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 legs and rubbed her pussy.

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

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

"You'd never let me have-to doe with you when you were ragging"I teased and I rubbed the country her clit should have been.

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

"All those many month of having to wham off. I would be so turned on and you were no assistant. You didn't caution about my need, then. Why should I care about yours, now ?"

I had not stopped working her pussy and I now I had begin worrying her put up titty nub as it fought to build it's front 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 song."landing strip down to your pantie 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 pants off, before my gasp had cleared my hips. She dropped down in front of me and jerk my jeans the residue of the way down. She needed to instruction from this point, as my stopcock pointing at her nose made it exonerated what needed to be done.

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

"Oh, nooky, 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 lie with her. I could count the fourth dimension, on one deal, when Rachel had wanted sex because she was horny. But, ground was quickly being pushed out by lust, as my libido demanded the full phase of the moon attention of my conscious mind.

I grabbed two hired man full phase of the moon of Rachel's perfectly styled hair and used them as handles to begin picking up the footstep. I was in heraldic bearing and if I blew my load down her throat, she could just go find a vibrator.

"Oh, yeah ! sucking on it ! subscribe me deeper !'

I didn't time lag for Rachel to swallow my cock. As I next banged against the backrest of her throat, I stopped and pushed. As I felt her throat parting and accommodate the intrusion I looked into her oculus and saw a combination of luxuria and fear. Only one of those storm me.

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

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

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

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

"You don't sound too win over"I challenged

I saw anger flair for just a sec then she begged in a most win over tone.

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

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

"Please, Ron. Hurry."She begged

She was offering me her most private area. She was offering them without consideration, teaching, or warning. She was letting me have her anyway I wanted, and I wanted to hump that ass. Rachel had denied me this for five days, 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 short brown sea star beckoned, just above her cunt. I did not fail to notice the small egg white string snaking out from that orifice, confirming that stemma was flowing.

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

I did not want any of her lust to wane. I was almost in affright, trying to think of what to use for lubricant. I had loved her, after all, and didn't want to cause her any Sir Thomas More pain than I had to. But, as I turned to make my dash, all thoughts of Rachel were shoved out of mind. That was because my heart 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 full and aegir sassing. The sounds the two ladies were making ; the slurps and slap as lips consumed lips and Kim's speak lustily tasted Tasha'white meat were arousing.

My cock was already tough enough to carve granite and this was driving me mad with lust. I took two steps towards the gentlewoman, my eyes riveted on the action.

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

Tasha took one hired man 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 former areola, not so gently.

"Ohhhhhhhh !'Yes !"yelled Tasha

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

"Ahhhhhhhh ! piece of ass ! That is so eff intense !"

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

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

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

I knew that sound, she was getting close to coming. That wasn't going to happen. At to the lowest degree not yet. I turned and was back to her side in an minute. Rachel was still on her knees, but she was now resting her battlefront on one shoulder, as she was furiously masturbating, trying to reach her coming. 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 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 track to the release the orgasm that was holding her hostage.

I wet my cock and pollex. With that finger I lubed her up as best and I could, and then took my spit cunning organ in my right hand. The point of my cock touched her little starfish and Rachel jumped in anticipation of being impaled on my stone unvoiced member.

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

I said in a calm down vox that masked my desire to bury myself to my balls in her most pixilated opening. I pushed my cock onto her out gap, not passing heavily, but I wasn't taking my sentence either. But I had to savage her ass. I had to pump her tight pickle until I exploded.

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

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

I was so deplume. I didn't really want to hurt her, but my own intimate desire was not going to be restrained either. I paused long enough to glint over at Kim and Tasha. Kim had shed her clothes and the two girls were in a sixty-nine perspective, with the dorsum of Kim's brain blocking my view of what I knew to be Tasha's neatly trimmed red shrub. Kim's head moved rhythmically as she pleasured her skillful champion. The drubbing and moaning coming from the two madam send a sonic Wave of desire through me and I pushed into Rachel without even thinking.

"Ow. Ow. slack ! obtuse !"begged Rachel

I was going as slow as was going to pass off and I felt a tremble go but my spinal column as Rachel's impossibly tight ass squeezed around my cock. The feeling was pleasure 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 pickle. I wasn't sure, but I was sure that she felt even tighter than when I took her ass cherry a few days ago.

Ignoring her pleas of slothfulness, I gave into my base emotions and jammed the last column inch of cock into Rachel's bunge gob. Another wave of delight shook my spine as my hips met Rachel's ass, stopping me firm. I latched on to Rachel's coxa and basis my rooster just a bit deeper, enjoying the sensation of finding another fraction of column inch of her ass.

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

feel just a shred ignored, I slapped the side of Rachel's ass with a firm swat, earning the cry of infliction I had just missed.

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

"Rub you cunt !"I commanded.

Rachel was only too glad to abide by. She tucked her shoulder under and reached back. The motion in her arm and shoulder 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 auditory sensation like she wanted it, though way down deep my subconscious 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 constraint as I could rally. It was not very much. My coxa were stopped once again by Rachel's shapely ass and I used her hip to pull in myself deep inside her

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

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

These two poking had happened in lupus erythematosus than four endorsement. It was only the memory of our making love that had restrained me until now, to the slightest. I back out, reverse and slammed into her, reversed and began working into a immobile yard.

slap ! Slap ! smacking ! The sound of her ass stopping my jabbing 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 wrath pushing my lust and hearing her in some pain was satisfying.

I began to pull back on Rachel's pelvis with each knife thrust and magnified the strength in which our dead body were meeting. Her ass was still squeezing my dick, with something just shy of a frailty and I knew that I would be filling her bowels with my cum in a few seconds.

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

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

"Get that tampon out !"I commanded.

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

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

Figuring that having a wad of cotton in her kitty-cat would birth dried her out, I worked up some more spit and rubbed it on my cock, and then spat into my hand and rubbed her cunt.

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

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

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

"Ohhhhhhhh ! screw !"yelled out Kim

And my oculus darted to the two madam. Kim had lifted her expression from Tasha's pussy and had her optic screwed shut, by an intense coming. Kim's mouth was open in another silent scream and she was pushing her own pussy onto Tasha's face.

Rachel began to rock back and Forth River, desperately needing to throw her cunt worked. I took the touch and began to pump her cunt in at a steady, medium pace. My center were rivoted to the two ladies less than a dozen metrical foot away.

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

"Do my pap, Kim. cook me cum !"

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

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

I tightened my bag on Rachel's rose hip and began to piston into her as hard and fast I as I could. This was now per lust driven by the tight slit under my control, and the aphrodisiac gentlewoman putting on a show in front of me. My sens were on overload. I wanted to cum as bad as Rachel did now, and my violent thrusts were making that make to Rachel.

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

With the estimate 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 debauched than a gymnast, spread her articulatio genus and offered me her swollen cunt, by lifting her ass off the earth. I knee crawled between her legs and scooped them onto my berm. 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 bitch and tug myself to the hilt. Rachel did not care.

"Ohhhhh, Yes !"she cried out.

I lifted her ass off the ground and started thrusting as grueling and as fast as I could. Every few times I found the arse of her cunt, I would inch myself forward and push Rachel leg towards her spike.

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

I was much more directly stimulating her emotional pea and I knew she wouldn't live 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 pussy tighten around my member.

Knowing I had just made her cum sent me over the edge and I felt the orgasm flood my senses and take away my conscious thought and surround. As I began to erupt I locked my rosehip into Rachel's and tried to dart my load through her. Rachel's genu touched the slope of her head as I felt my number 1 slam fill her seed. I fired twice more and all at once my orgasm began to withdraw and my perception returned.

I looked down at Rachel's angelical face. She was sweaty and breathing hard. Her knocker slightly distorted with gravitational attraction, rose and fell in time.

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

Tasha was still on her spine with splayed legs facing me. Kim's right hand was furiously rubbing Tasha's glistening slit, while her left bridge player was squeezing one of Tasha's D cups, digging finger deep with her efforts. That nipple was drawn into a tight knot about the size of a declamatory marble. It danced as Kim squeezed and occasionally pinched or tweaked it. The other mammilla was hidden from sight by Kim's sensuous sassing as she was sucking it deep and hard.

I had not thought it possible, but I was still hard, although Bruno of Toul was drooping a bit. I figured the gentlemanlike thing to do, would be to cave in Kim some help. She was on her knees, using her aspect and Tasha's bosom to stand most of her system of weights. This Angle offered my either of Kim's openings and I got up and moved behind her. I was aroused by the vulnerability of her position. She was mine for the taking, just as her sis had been bare minutes earlier.

My lust was mostly drained from me, so I immediately zeroed in on Kim's cunt, with her back talk slightly parted and very moist with her own juices. My manpower on her hips gave her a tear moment of warning before I pierced her cunt 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 consequence over took her.

"Yesssssssss ! Oh, nooky !

Kim released Tasha's swollen tit and positioned her self 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 infirm, embarrassed smile. I felt myself get harder, with both the tightness from Kim's cunt and the side of meat to side rocking of Tasha's breasts adding to the eroticism.

I felt Kim tighten around me and let out a muffle

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh"

as her coming took her. That little 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 heart, waiting for my own external respiration and warmness rate to return to pattern. I could hear the sounds of Kim and Tasha also shifting and then Kim snuggled up beside me.

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

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

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

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

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

I heard a picayune giggle and she snuggled closer. I heard Tasha get up and opened my eyes to see her naked body squatting down to recollect her fabric. She got up and stepped into her underwear.

"departure ?"I asked

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

Tasha turned her aid to Kim.

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

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

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

She had not block dressing during this short speech and had her pants and blouse on before the final period. She carried her bra and shoes over to the chairman and finished put on her shoes.

"I understand, Tash. We are grateful for all the assist you gave us '' Kim said as she got up to devote her best friend a hug.

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

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

"cascade ?"she suggested

"That would find good"I said thinking of the hot piddle, not Kim's firm, aphrodisiacal body.

"Rach ?"Kim said looking behind me at her sis. I turned to see Rachel, in just her step-in, putting the final examination Kleenex wrapping on her expend tampon.

"Yeah, but I'll hold until your done. The shower bath is too modest and I need some alone time."Rachel said in a slightly outwear voice, but it brightened and hardened with her adjacent line.

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

I grinned weakly and turned towards Kim. We went upstairs, and showered. There was no sex, just some mutual soaping. It was gracious, but felt a slight mechanically skillful. When we finished, hopefully leaving a little hot water system, we went down steps 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 flame to make it seem like it was the Russians who did it.

"Where are we going to do it ?"

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

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

"We don't explain ; we just looked shocked, worked up, and tell them we have no idea. Besides, if we do it around here, the dead 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 examiner in the state. Even the Colorado Bureau of Investigation calls him in as a consultant."

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

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

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

"smell Kim, the plan is to cause the police think the Russians did it, but I always had it in the back of my mind that if the burned body ended up with a belt along or incompetent checkup tester, we might just have it ruled as an accident. 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 vox breaking"I would feel s.so m….."

And then she lost it, and her bridge player 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 fiend 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 retain an eye on thing and report news to us. It is going to obliterate me not love what is going on !"Kim said with a burst of outspoken clarity 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 closer to her to lease her in my arms

"I guess we can do it in the Frederick North part of Ithiel Town, maybe around Smith Rd. There are a few sort of secluded stain there and still in our legal power. But, we have to get away fast after it happens."

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

"This is going to make for a meddling day tomorrow. I need to reconnoitre out a spot and then refigure out how to make this happen. In the mountains, I was going to just light the car on ardor and push 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 establish it up to you !"she said with a jiffy and knowing edge to her voice.

I rolled my eyes.

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

"We'll see"she giggled

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

We went off to my room and we only spooned. Although I would occasionally rub down her breast, just because it was there. Kim fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't sleep. I had tomorrow on my intellect. So many questions. How would we attract this off ? What would I say to the cops where they came around ? Would they be suspicious right away ? Would our story hold up ? But, time and prison term again, my mind 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 Aurora and spent about two hours driving around. I found a fairly secluded dapple, where the old farm route turned 90 degrees. If a person were to lack that turn, there was a turgid cottonwood tree to prevent you from ruining percentage of the sodbuster's crop. I thought that was going to be the considerably we could do.

My future stop was Home Depot. I needed to get some matter. After I had found the spot to arrange our accident, it became elucidate there was only one way to make this happen. I was going to postulate a few things to help us perpetrate it off. Then I was off to the gas station to top off my tank and get a little extra for tonight. We were going to demand it.

I got home in time for dejeuner. Kim greeted my with a lingering kiss and offered to make me something to eat. I was famished and took her up on her offer 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 !"echoed Kim

"Fine. Do you have a skilful idea ?"I said defensively.

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

"And how likely do you remember it would naturally just break open into flames. We have to at least try to make the fire seem like parting of the accident."I counterpunched.

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

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

We went back and forth like this for virtually of an hour. But, in the end, the ma'am could come up with no other alternative if we were to do this in Aurora.

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

It went to the driveway and brought my rest home storage leverage to the service department. In a couple of 60 minutes I had finished what I called my Acceleration Stick. It was a 1 x 2, cut to the length that would allow me to wedge it between Rachel's car gas treadle and the device driver's seat. I had attached a wooden foot to it, set at an angle so it would better hold the treadle. I added a Velcro strap, which would moderate the stick to the pedal, but fastened so I could pull it easy with a piercing tug. Finally, I drilled a trap near the top and added a long leather strap, to give 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 gallon can I had purchased and filled earlier today, and then put a few troy ounce in a glass jar. It was now time to organize Rachel's base in. It was absolutely critical that the numb body could not be identified through finger photographic print. So to make sure that happened, I filled a syringe with gasoline and spent an hour injecting gasoline in to many points in each finger and parts of her script. When the attack began to cauterise the hypodermic gasoline, her entire hands should fire to the bone.

I placed ziplock bags over each of her hands and left her in the now unplug freezer. It had served its aim of keeping her at 34 academic degree, but now with just minute to go it didn't affair anymore. I put on of Rachel's necklaces around her neck and Rachel's high up school ring on one finger's breadth. I hoped that they wouldn't melt away, but I had to try to give the constabulary something else to assist with the ID. That was it. I think I had everything ready. Now we just had to hold off for it to get dark and late.

Dinner was fast food that we all picked at. No one had an appetite ; we all had knots in our stomachs. For the past times week thing had been a virtual whirlwind, with almost no time to think about anything. I was either working on some portion of the design or being screwed senseless by one of the sisters, or Tasha. Now, there was time to do null but think. That was not doing me any good. I kept blurting out random question ;

"volition this really work ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Kim gave her sister a dirty flavour, and then her heart softened as she turned her gaze to me.

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

I had an idea what her tenseness easement plan was, and ordinarily I would have been all for it. But, right now my head was a mess and I didn't think a blow job was going to fix that.

"Not right now, Kim"I said try to deflect her gently."I need to keep my head in the game. I want to bring in certain we aren't missing something."

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

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

I lay beside her, spooning her, and tried to follow her spark advance. Surprisingly, we had some success. I know I nodded off several multiplication and part of the even melted away. But, the nap was not deep or very relaxing. Around midnight I rolled off the bed. Kim followed wordlessly and we went in lookup of Rachel. She was lying on the lounge, asleep. Kim woke her up and we began our terminal preparations.

We loaded the two gas stern into my car and put the utter body in Rachel's back tail, covering it with a blanket. I really hoped we would not be pulled over, but if we did, the cover would at least buy us time to believe of something or hope the cop got a more serious call taking him away. Then Kim and I got into my car and Rachel climbed into hers. We were off. In about fifteen transactions we would be at the intersection of circumstances and decision. There our lives were going to interchange forever.


To be continued .