.I particularly enjoyed the fact that she had to concentrate to some extent on keeping it in place! Everything I threw at her she accepted unhesitatin...ly. I knew that she had meant it 100% when she told me she wanted to be my whore. Our days out, especially in the warmer weather, were so arousing for us both. I remember the first particularly memorable one...It was a lovely warm summer Friday in early July 1980. I had taken the day off work to go out with mummy, as usual we left the house with. Slowly she started caressing it, lightly touching it with her fingertip, gently rubbing it back and forth. After a while, she gave it a light squeeze between thumb and forefinger, and I let out a sigh.She squeezed it again, stronger this time, and I pushed my pelvis against her left hand and into the frame. Her fingers closed on my nipple, and she pulled at it harshly. She then released it and her middle finger started flicking over it very quickly, sometime lightly and every couple of seconds. At just gone 2 in the morning Fiona pulled up outside the kebab shop. I shouted to daz that the lift was here and hurried him up.I slid into the passenger seat next to Fiona and daz jumped in the back, sitting in the middle leaning through. Before we pulled away I reached out my hand in full view of daz and stroked fionas left breast over her tight red vest. She flinched a little and pulled away.“Hey hey Fiona, don’t be shy I’ve told daz all about our little secret he knows what a slut you. I was kinda in blind auto pilot at this point so Ithought nothing of it when I stood up and walked back over to thedresser, I felt my hips sway, once again, more than they probably shouldhave. The feeling of wanting to be sexy was back, and that mixed with myhorniness seemed to make me an unstoppable force when it came to my newfetish.I playfully kicked off the plain panties and dug my hands into the topdrawer. I cooed a little as I ran my fingers through the soft material,it was all just so.