A biker bar isn't the safestplace for two women, especially for me." It'll be fine, I've been here before. Look more closely at the bikes."I know abso...utely nothing about motorcycles and couldn't imagine howthat could make any kind of difference. Rachel finally had to be morespecific, "Check out the little flags on them."'Oh, ok..., so they're all 'Dykes on Bikes'. That makes it safe?" Iasked incredulously."Yep, just take my hand so that we look like a couple, and we'll be justfine," Rachel. When she faced me her bikini top came undone and fell off her shoulders revealing those perfect 32b tits. I also noticed she now had barbells in each nipple. " Sorry daddy I did not mean for that to happen. I guess I did not tie the strap very well" Ally said with a wicked grin. "No worries I didn't see anything" I replied. "Really? Nothing daddy" she asked? "Well I did notice your barbells" I stated. "Do you like them?" "Well yes, but I reall barely saw them. Can I see them again?" "Sure in a. Then I started to fuck him slowly and deeply. He was groaning and pushing toward my pelvis, asking me to fuck him faster and stronger. I didn’t know he would like this so much but I found Nick attractive for his perfect ass and his quite temperament. Hearing Yuma screaming and cumming give me a boost and I cummed in Nick’s asshole, he groaned satisfied.Somebody knocked the door, Yuma went in the bathroom while Nick and I remained with pants down, sweated and quite red in face, breathing. Cathy had gone and purchased new underwear for both of them.No one could remember when this practice had started, but it seemed to be a way for many of the girls a way to express their repressed sexuality. They were supposed to all be dressed uniformly. At this time of the year, they had their summer outfits of short-sleeved white blouses, light-blue skirts, white knee socks, and brown shoes. Underneath these, the requirement was that they all had to have ample white underpants. Of course, some.