I neededanything else. The pantyhose. Were nude sheer to waist with reinforcedtoes. The dress was a cream colored halter-top. With a plunging back and... full skirt that went down to mid calf. I loved the pantyhose ofcourse. Thus I took my time in putting them on. The dress was much to myliking as well. But it did give me a bit of a fit. When I went to buttonthe strap in back. While I was fussing with that, I noticed in themirror. That not only did my pantyhose show substantially from the lowcut. I could even see the stress wrinkles where her pussy molded the thin fabric to it.I guess it was a month later when we were on our way to practice and she said, “Daddy, I want to quit.”“Why, Honey? I thought you liked gymnastics.’ I turned my head sideways and glanced at her.“I do, but I’m still in the intermediate group and that is as far as I can ever go. All the other kids are nine and ten years old and I am almost thirteen. It’s embarrassing.”“Okay,” I told her. “Want to go get a milk shake. Because you’re here, we get to share more of our lives with you, lives that we thought we had to hide from you and my ... and Nira-Mom. We’ve said this before, but we have a lot of sex. Most of it is within the Go5 and perhaps a preponderance of that is within the duo of Gracey and me and the trio of the others. However, as you’ve seen, we also have a lot of sex with Dad, although not as much as the Moms do.“The five of us had become lovers before anything began happening with anyone else here.. I knew that we would be delayed if we accepted much any hospitality.We finally rode into and through Fortwo one afternoon and then onto my parents' farm. I told my six to watch over the horses while I went inside to greet my parents. I introduced Martha as my mate and Sue as my principal slave. My parents, Don and Lisa, were overjoyed to meet Martha and curious regarding Sue, particularly since I had introduced her as my principal slave. My parents sat down on the couch in the living room and.