George was ready to find some release and Fred was kind enough to provide the means.  The idea of tasting Beth's juices had George ready to dive straight in.  It had been years since he had tasted anyone other than his wife.  He helped Beth slide the glass table to one side and knelt down next to her on the thick rug.  "Frankly, my dear, as this is your dare, your preference will reign supreme.  And I was just starting to enjoy my new panties.  If you want them off you're going to have to pull them off."<br/><br/>Adjusting into position, George reclined to Beth's side and while Beth decided how to proceed with her panties, George began to caress her legs, running his hands fully up and down her skin from her ankles to her pussy.  He continued the adoration of her legs with his arms until she had made her decision with her panties.  Then they closed to distance for proper oral ministrations.<br/><br/>George though for a moment about Vicki sitting naught but a few feet from where he lay with his head between Beth's legs.  A distant part of his brain thought about how quickly they had come to this point and what it meant for the future.  A whiff of Beth's musk sent all thoughts careening from his head.  At first he indulged in the olfactory senses as he took in Beth's body aroused with desire - that particular aphrodisiac that is a woman's most intimate scent.  He kissed his way around her juncture, heightening her senses and enjoying the moment.  Very soon, though, he realized from the sensations his cock was sending him, that he needed to get to work or he would never last long enough to please Beth.  69 being mutual oral sex, it would be downright embarrassing in front of an audience to leave his partner in the lurch.<br/><br/>A small memory popped into his brain as he slowly applied his first lick straight up her slit from the perineum to her clit.  He remembered the last summer he saw her.  Her body had developed into a beautiful young lady.  She had been wearing a bikini, and even then his mind had wondered what lay beyond the fabric.  Now he knew, and he was happy with what he found.  Rushing his technique somewhat to try to bring her off near his own orgasm, he went at her with a passion.  Fingers kept her clit occupied while his tongue wove around and sank deep within her pussy.  Her taste and smell only heightened George's passion and soon he could feel the tension grow past the point of no return.