…He sees himself undressing with controlled haste while he stares down admiringly at both women. Giver and receiver. Pleasurer and pleasured. He remembers the way he carefully knelt down so that he and Laura were both between Catherine’s splayed thighs; the way his wife had looked at him, and then said, “Taste her from my lips first”, before kissing him with such sweet deliberation, the familiar flavour of her mouth and the exciting newness of Catherine’s sex combining more evocatively than he could ever have imagined. And then Laura had broken the kiss, gently turning his head towards Catherine’s glistening cunt, and as he had leant forward, his wife had grasped his hard cock, stroking him as she whispered, “Now drink deeply from the fucking fountain, my love.”

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