Perhaps he had died on the way over to their house and this was his own personal version of heaven.  Or maybe his life had taken a sudden, wonderful turn for the best sexual experience of his whole life.  Whatever it was, Frederick was certainly enjoying the attention that was being lavished upon him by George and Beth, both who seemed to be caught up in the bliss of the situation as well.<br/><br/>They were diligent and attentive in their work, their warm, eager tongues running over his cock and balls and making him rigid with excitement yet again.  His cock throbbed as Beth ran her hands down his thighs while licking the tip of his dick as George finished taking care of the underside of his manhood.  Fred could not close his eyes and revel in the sensation like he had with Vicki's foot job but rather he watched through slitted, bemused eyes as they did their dare without any hesitation.<br/><br/>But, like all good things, it soon came to an end and Fred was left once again with a raging hard-on.  He chuckled at George's playful jab and reached down to ruffle the man's hair before they both retreated back to the couch.  Beth was soon once again the object of George's fascination and Fred watched it with building anticipation.<br/><br/>And he was delivered the perfect opportunity.<br/><br/>"Beth, truth or dare?  And if you say dare, as I know you will.... I want you to go down on George while he is doing the same thing to you.  I believe they call it 69ing?"