So what do I remember from those years?Well for a start she didn't go for friends and neighbours, or if she did I never knew about them; no it was mor... your strangers that she met. At so what was the first tit fuck I saw her give?We were living in a small rented flat and we were very keen to move into a council flat that had lower rent and with more room; unfortunately we were very low on the priority list. We were however expecting a visit from someone from the housing office to interview us.. She proved to be a slut and went running for the first cock that came her way. When we moved to 3rd ave, the apartment was older and had the old fashioned keyed locks. The kind you could look thru. It didn’t take me long to remove the stuffing from the lock, and plan my next peek at her tasty tits and furry bush. I found a small rod that fit in the keyhole, and waited for my chance to view Liz again. When Sandy left the house and Mom headed for the bathroom, I got ready. I gave her a few. He slid his finger down my crack and tickled my hole. His dick seemed to get harder and harder. I could feel it pulsating as it continued to press on my navel. He removed his hands from the back of my pants and sniffed his finger.“Mmm, your ass smells so good,” he said before tasting his middle finger. “Just like I thought it would. You a virgin?”I looked down in shame before answering, “Yeah.”“Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that, baby. That’ll make it even more special.”“Hold up, you want to have. For while Ben-Wa balls roll with the motion of one's body and titillate the nerve endings along the vaginal walls, the tampon, saturated with her menstruations, swelled to an even larger proportion, and with every step taken, made contact with the most sensitive parts of her sexual glands in much the same way, keeping her level of arousal at the highest pitch with each and every step she took.That particular day, she'd had a terrific orgasm walking from the family car to Church. The friction.