Having closed her eyes as she let Fredrick finger-fuck her, Vicki had lost her focus as to what was going on around her.  The musk of sex and the muted moans of pleasure were a decadent ambiance in which she had found herself pleasantly afloat.  Though Fred was good with his hands, giving all the attention to the right parts, Vicki knew she wasn't the same overeager co-ed she had been who gleefully creamed over any boy with skilled fingers.  No, Freddie only worked her up greater, setting her flesh afire in a sexual buzz she nearly did not want to come down from.<br/><br/>"So do it..." she whispered in return, her words curled devilishly by her grin.<br/><br/>That grin had melted away, her body feeling electric with arousal as she distantly heard Beth give her dare.  Her smile returned as the three sets of hungry eyes laid upon her needy form.  Her red hair hung loose now, unbridled by during the intense moment with Fredrick.  Vicki shook her locks loose, trying to compose herself.  She eyed the three of them, her gaze traversing each one's body in turn.<br/><br/>"Hmm... Now how do I do this without sounding like a demanding bitch?" she mused aloud, chuckling at her own rare attempt at self-deprecating humor.  "Perhaps make it like the Hatter's tea party, huh?  I'll just lie on my side here..."  Vicki slid down, taking a place on the floor.  "And everyone enjoys what they can until I tell you to switch places.  And I don't mind if you pick a bit off each other, too.  Fred, I want<em>you </em>to play with my titties.  Beth, you get to start right here..."  Her hands ran seductively between her legs; she inhaled deeply at the stolen moment of self-pleasure.  "And my dear husband," she smirked, "Can have my ass."