Vicki called out to George.  Her voice, filled with desire, drew him like a moth to the candle.  She loved him.  Not only could he tell from her words, but from the way she said it.  And George loved her, more than ever.  However, he realized that he loved Beth as well.  It was different and wonderful and he instinctively felt that Vicki felt the same way.  And Fred...never before had George been this close to a man, emotionally or physically.  All thoughts of rivalry had been wiped away and he knew that sharing Vicki with Fred was part of his love for them both.<br/><br/>The puzzle of bodies on the floor moved like origami to a new positioning and the pleasing of Vicki continued.  George had rotated in front of Vicki and now had full access to her pussy, which was inflamed with lust and visibly dripping with desire.  George looked up as Beth positioned herself by his wife.  Wanting to join in, George lay by Vicki's side and slid his manhood deep inside his wife in one slow thrust.  This placed his head so that he could join his wife, sharing the treats offered by Beth.  Felling a pair of hands moving between Vicki and himself he peeked to see that despite Fred sliding to the back, he had not released his hold on Vicki's now glistening chest.  He smiled and turned his attention back to pleasing both his wife, with extremely slow thrusts in and out, and Beth.