Brittany was not nearly so sexily dress. Her dress fell just below her knees and was buttoned to her neck. As usual, she was not wearing a bra.I reach...d out and rubbed Brittany's tits until her nipples hardened. I released the top two buttons of her blouse so even her small tits were somewhat exposed. "There, that's better. Now you're all a matched set. My girls all have their tits accessible and their nipples ready to play. Please dress like this whenever we go out. Now, pile into my car and. I said you look very pretty...she said I don't look slutty do I ? What, I said No you look very nice. Why would you say that I asked? She said it's just I love dressing slutty and getting reactions from men...and I was afraid that you could tell. Tell what I said? She said I'll all slut under this beautiful dress. I knew better than to say show me , if I had she wouldn't ,just to make me squirm. So I just said nothing. You don't believe me do you she said? Baby I always believe you I told her.. Bill was quick there too, no sooner did he have his fingers at the entrance to her nether regions than they were more than half way in, making Sandy squeal with delight."Oh God yes I love the feel of your fingers fucking my arse 'Uncle Willy' Please 'Uncle Willy' fuck my bottom with them, do it hard, ram those fingers all the way up my bum." She wiggled around now, becoming slightly unsteady as the sexual and sensual delights caused her to lose her tight grip and almost fall.Finally, as Bill. No longer the pampered daughter.The training since i became Mothers daughter had been thorough and verycomplete. I was totally convinced that the only way i could prove myworth was to be as ultra femme as possible for Mother. The thought ofbeing male or behaving in any way other than ultra girly had beenprogramed into me as revolting. I begged Mother to insure all my maiddresses dripped in lace and poofed with petticoats....my legs alwaysencased in stockings, heels always high and locked on..