Fred softly laughed against Rupert's neck. "Like Wesley and you wouldn't be doing the same thing if I had to leave," she whispered. She softly moaned when his hand moved further down and in between her legs. Fred let her legs fall open to give him better access. "But it doesn't look like my shamelessness is stopping you."
She trailed her hand through his tight curls and to his cock. Fred wrapped her fingers around it and slowly started to stroke it. She was already throbbing with want for him. Fred loved both Wesley and Rupert the same and they both brought different things to their intimate relationship. Rupert, in a sense, was in more in control, and it didn't bother her at all. It actually excited her. Of course, there were times when Rupert allowed Wesley and her to have control, too.
"You know," Fred whispered as she released Rupert's cock and sat up a little. "I recall someone telling me over the phone a few weeks ago that I was going to get a spanking for being so cheeky." She raised her eyebrows at him and crossed her arms. "Were you just saying that to get me to stop teasing you over the phone or were you serious? Because..."
Fred reached over and tugged on Rupert's hand so he was sitting up. She then laid herself over his lap. "If you're serious, then I'm ready for my... punishment," she said with a cheeky look.