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allow her to touch women?”
    “Not normally, but this is our anniversary and I sensed your hesitance earlier. So I gave her my blessings.”
    Gwen shook her head and tried not to lower her eyes. However, the naughty side of her brought her gaze back to his groin. Damn, his erection was huge.
    “She told me you were quite wet when she had her fingers inside you.”
    Gwen lifted her eyes to meet his.
    “I do love sliding deep inside a woman and fucking her hard until she screams. Do you scream?”
    Moisture seeped from between her legs and dampened her thin V-string. The man was stirring her hormones.
    “Sometimes,” she said.
    “Are you wet now? Are you wondering what it will be like when I bury my erection inside you?”
    Yes and yes. “Maybe.” She shrugged.
    He chuckled and shook his head. “You’re a tease. No wonder my wife likes you, aside from the fact you have a gorgeous body.”
    “Hey, you two,” Susan called out.
    Gwen twisted and found her friend striding towards her and Jonathan. She wore a long, sleeveless red dress with a low neckline. The outfit was similar to one of Gwen’s. As she approached, Gwen noticed the bounciness of her breasts and the two pebbles pressed against the fabric. Clearly, Susan dressed sans bra.
    “You look adorable.” Susan had her attention fixed on Gwen. “Are those pink flowers? They are.”
    She stopped in front of Gwen, gripped Gwen’s shoulders, then planted a kiss on each of Gwen’s cheeks.
    “Nice dress.” Gwen found it interesting how Jonathan’s shirt matched the colour of her outfit, but she didn’t comment about it.
    “I’m glad you came to join us. We’ll have a wonderful time.”
    She stepped back and extended her hand towards her husband. Jonathan clasped it quickly.
    “And you…” She placed her palm over his dick and he grunted. “I hope you’re behaving.”
    He kissed her lips. “You know I am.” He pressed his mouth to hers again.
    “I get her first. Remember?” Susan gently wiggled his hand.
    “Of course. Shall we go? My balls are aching.”
    She chuckled. “Yes, yes. Let’s go.”
    She released her hold of his hand and he hurried to the carriage.
    He pushed the door open wide and held his palm out. “My ladies.”
    Susan took his hand and he helped her first into the buggy. Once she’d sat, he offered Gwen the same assistance. She accepted his help, placed her foot on the single step, then climbed into the carriage. Susan sat at the far left with her arm stretched over the back. The white leather seat appeared quite comfortable. Gwen took a spot near the blankets, leaving some room between her and Susan. The space quickly disappeared as Susan scooted close to her.
    “We’re going to have an exhaustingly good time.” Susan took Gwen’s hand and clasped it.
    “I have little doubts about that.” Gwen grinned.
    Jonathan climbed into the front of the carriage. He settled in his seat then glanced back at Susan and Gwen. “Ready, ladies?”
    “More than ready,” Susan answered.
    He turned to the front, grabbed two lines connected to the horse, then pulled on a lever. The buggy rolled slowly. A long stick stood up from the side of the carriage. When Jonathan lifted it, Gwen noticed it resembled a flogger. He tapped the horse with it and the vehicle jerked forward.
    Gwen leaned closer to Susan’s ear. “Does he know how to drive this thing?”
    “While we were in the garden, he learned how to steer. He assured me he could handle the horse.”
    Horseshoes clacked on the pavement as Jonathan navigated the animal towards the exit. Although they were moving at a slow pace, a breeze brushed over Gwen and tossed strands of hair into her face. She set her purse on the blankets then tucked the unruly locks behind her ear. Her effort was of little good as they soon drifted back into her eyes.
    Jonathan steered the horse around a corner then nudged the animal with the whip again. The speed of the carriage increased along with the number