. remember. I was going to talk to them," Karen whispered, again shaking her daughter awake."Hmm? Oh yeah... the judges. You mean you were going to fu...ck them mom. Be honest," Kristi said and then rolled away toward the wall.The two men just listened and waited. They knew how bad Karen wanted her daughter to win. After all she had spent several hours drinking cum and getting fucked nine ways to Sunday, hadn't she?"Kristi " her mom shouted. "Wake up NOW " Karen pulled the blankets from her. .. ““You have an open marriage then?”“Not exactly, she’s what is known as a Cuckqueen. She gets sexual satisfaction out of me being with another woman.”Dawn smiled. “Is that similar to being a cuckold?”“Same thing but opposite sex,” he explained. “Why the smile? It is the truth you know.”“I don’t doubt it. It’s just that well... Alan has always wanted me to cuckold him.”Bradley burst out laughing. “Well, I never!”“What’s so funny?”He shook his head. “Cuckolding is my favourite pastime.”Dawn. What mischievouspranks would they think of this year? Margo would give them one more hour before she herself went to bed. She satbeside her blazing fireplace, pulled her woolen shawl around her shulders,and tried to read. Interruptions had been frequent earlier but now they wererare. Despite her best efforts and the applied skills of the talented author,her mind wandered back to the lunch she had shared with her friends while hergranddaughter was in preschool. Like many of her generation, Margo. ." said I. "I kind of like the way we did that ... it seems the 'natural' thing to do ... but, somehow, I miss making it 'official', telling our families and all that. What do you think?" Why don't we have everyone we love come together and we announce it? Would that appeal to you... ?"Three days later, we were sitting on the patio at Aunt Jane's place, sunbathing and chatting with her, when there was a knock at the back yard gate. It was Lisa and Kelly."Hello, we received this mysterious.