“Just for the record,” she continued, “I am going to let it grow again, it is way too uncomfortable like this, I can’t even wear a thong as it...irritates my skin, so after I sunbathe with Matt tomorrow, I will let it grow back.” I smiled as she continued, “But in future, do not think that you can or will ever have a say in how Robert wants me to look, remember baby, my body is his!” She continued with, “If Robert wants my pussy shaved then he will have it shaved, if he wants my nipples pierced,. Now, I know we have stopped and picked up at least two other people.As the driver pulls away, I feel someone part my legs; I can feel soft kissed on my thighs and then a tongue on my clit. Next, I feel my top being pulled down and my breasts being caressed, then my nipples being licked and gently sucked. I just close my eyes, I have no clue who is in the limo with me, but I don't care as I am in heaven.This continues and I hear the voice of the driver through the speakers, "I am supposed to. She averted her eyes from the dark haired eighteen year old; she could feel her cheeks burning, the guilt of their antics written all over her face. But what she really wanted, was for him to turn around, pull her black knee-length skirt up, rip her knickers off, and bang the fuck out of her right there and then.She crossed her legs, the tightness of her skirt making it a little uncomfortable; the seams of her lace hold ups brushed against her skin as she squeezed her thighs together firmly.. "I can't wear a skirt."Okay, you can stay in just your panties until we can afford a suit and then stay in your panties until we can afford you some trousers." But..." What else can you do? You're already wearing panties, we might as well share other clothes and save money."Diane gradually talked me into the skirt. Over the next couple of months, she gradually talked me into her old blouses, tights, her flat shoes for round the house and her ribbons to tie back my growing hair which we could.