Which is not often.The Dozen does not, as might be inferred from its name, consist of twelve members. It meets monthly - that is, twelve times a year ... on the twelfth day of the month. Each meeting is limited to twelve people: the founders, who call themselves Pierre and Pierrette, and five invited couples, chosen from what we have come to believe is a large pool of members.On arrival the couples announce the names they have chosen for the evening. They are written on slips of paper, the men's. Next there was a number of hands over my body playing with my cock and nipples. My friend had put his hand under my ass and inserted a finger into my hole and was pushing it slowly in and out. I was groaning with absolute pleasure. I started swearing obscenities which only heightened my lust. I wanted more than I was receiving. Next the car door was opened and a pair of hands went round my waist and helped me out of the car. I was standing there with my trousers around my ankles, my shirt was. I went out and got feed for Fireball and Scout. They had both worked hard this last while and needed some extra grain.I sat and read stories to my children after supper until they got sleepy.Swan was so excited that she couldn't be still. Star and Sunshine were almost as bad.I said, "I love you and our children so much. I almost can't wait to make love with you."Swan said, "Stop waiting right now." And jumped into my arms hugging and kissing me.I reached out and caught Star and Sunshine and. Rubber? Fine. assissified women? sure. That's up to you. Dressed up as a barnyardanimal? Go for it. Just a trench coat? That too. If you want them tohave a little dignity, you may, but let's be honest, you know what theywould do to humiliate you if the situation was reversed... so I highlyrecommend dressing them up as sluts, hookers, bimbos, or fetish wearmodels, and treating them as such until the end of the night...With a smile I told them..."The final bell... well that's where it.