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Gary’s wife was young and intelligent, but she was also totally accepting of his adulterous ways. Participating in all of his orgies, Kim was the dangerous focal point of those secret gatherings by the seashore where the innocent were seduced and the not-so-innocent satisfied in whatever strange ways were necessary to them, all for the benefit of the wild couple.
The financial advantages Gary and Kim hoped to obtain from being; such good friends to their lascivious neighbors, their first successes and the accumulation of intense, new pleasures, that one wild summer, were enough to close their minds to the voices of reason and moderation.
There are no limits for them, no forbidden zones, and whoever happened to be Gary’s mistress of the moment, automatically became also mistress of his wife. Both Kim and Gary were sure that they could always take it, that they could, in fact HAD to live in that fashion, until those they had involved became rebellious.
Vivian awoke with a start. The unfamiliar contact of skin against hers, the warmth of it, the enveloping, almost constricting strength of the man’s arms around her made her want to cry out at first, but then she remembered.
It was Gary, after all, her own Gary! They had done most of those things together, during the night, that men and women do when they sleep in the same bed. Vivian had heard so much about it from some of her older friends but she had been quite unable to believe that it could be THAT good!
Oh, they hadn’t gone all the way, not yet. Gary had used his fingers and his tongue, rubbing and exciting her between her legs, licking that hot, itchy spot, the little knob that grew a little, each time he touched it.
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