“Mom...”I laugh every time Mary calls me that.When I stopped chuckling, she said, “Do you think that’s a good idea?”“No ... but it’s MY ...dea and mind your mother.”Six said, “There’s something missing ... I can almost see it ... but then I cloud up and it’s gone.”Yup ... changed history, I have ... past, present and future ... but it’s Sevens fault I got ‘in the family way’ and I’m not bringing up my daughter to be a bitch. My sister’s enough for any family.Then Six said, “I know you had. I could pump him much more easily this way. His fingers stroked my bush, and he groaned, “I love petting your Kat fur!” “I love it to, but I’d be happier if your fingers would…..” “Say no more,” he laughed, as he slowly slid his long, slender middle finger deep into my totally uncovered womanhood. I nuzzled even closer to his nearly naked body, in our secret secluded stairway. The fact that someone could potentially enter the stairway and see us, had my heart pounding in my breast….or was. At this point they can also wear a slip and dress if they like before, during and after being fucked and frankly most of them like that very much. After the first few fucking sessions most of the bicuckolds want to be made up, wear dresses, stockings and heels and flirt with the bulls.Before their first fucking session they are introduced to the bulls and asked to choose the one or ones they want to be fucked by. Naturally they can try new bulls if they like. They can also inspect the bull's. I left her and went to the bar to get some drinks, I was greeted by a sight of semi naked woman in all different outfits, some enjoying some attention from guys stood with them. One woman was happily chatting to a couple whilst a guy was on his knees in front of her licking her pussy through her underwear. There was a young couple in one corner of the bar with a space next to them so I made for the gap, The woman was dressed as a St Trinians school girl complete with a straw boater hat, very.