As the world dissolved into sensation once more for all four of them, Frederick focused on pleasuring Vicki as he had wanted to do for all of those years.  His secret love for her had only blossomed over the years, but it had been a lonely harvest for she had gone off and gotten married to George.  But now, as he sat in their living room with his fingers buried inside of her sex, he couldn't help but wonder just what the boundaries of their marriage were, if they even existed at all.  He was practically finger-fucking the man's wife in front of him while he was suckling upon another woman's pussy and there was no hint of disappointment, no jealous rage, no anger what to speak of.  It defied logic but in such a way that Frederick could easily dismiss his usually persistent rationality and just enjoy the wanton scene that was unfolding.<br/><br/>Vicki purred softly into his ear as he leaned forward, his body half draped over her own with her legs entangled about his waist.  His exploring hands wasted no time and he worked two of his fingers inside of her while his thumb rubbed over her clit in tight, methodical circles.  His bright blue eyes lidded as she twisted her hips and rode against his touch, her obvious pleasure etched all over her beautiful face.<br/><br/>"God, I have wanted to do this for a long time..."<br/><br/>His throaty whisper was barely audible save to her and he wanted to keep it that way.  His own private secret delivered up for her ears only, his own little selfish claim made.<br/><br/>He leaned back just a bit to catch her reaction if there was one, his hands still working below to bring her to climax.  It was then that he realized the other two had finished and that the dare had been spoken.  Vicki had been given the reins of power and here he was, trying to coax her into orgasm.  She would be the one to deliver its method upon them and reluctantly, with a soft sigh, Fred removed his fingers for her moist sex and settled back into his seat.<br/><br/>"Demand away."