“Yes, actually, and my socks too” she added. Tristen took off her jacket off and she only had a They finally settled back down into their place a...ain and John placed his arm over the top of her arm and shoulder. It hung down over her front and rested just over the top of her chest. John worried that with all the movement Tristen would feel his hard cock pressed against her ass and get freaked out. They got quiet and started to head back to sleep. After about 10 minutes Tristen shifted. Teasing." Well, you are pretty," her father readily agreed, grinning lewdly."That isn't what I mean," Linda said, seeing his gaze dance across her pointy tits and naked thighs. "You don't look at me the right way." What do you mean?" Jim laughed."You know what I mean. You don't look at me as if I'm pretty. You undress me with your eyes. You look at me dirty, as if I was wearing these to make you... you know." Horny?" Yes!" Well, you do make me horny, no matter what you wear. You know that.. "I might as well just say it right out then: I am my parents' sex slave," she blurted out. I'm sure the look on my face was one of confusion and disbelief. "Yes, Dave it's true. I never would have told you if it was up to me, believe me, but they are adamant about me telling you," she explained.I was completely dumbfounded and slack-jawed. All I could muster up in the way of a response was:"What??" Oh, Dave, it's a long story, and it all started a very long time ago. I don't want you to worry. .. do you want me to go on?"She had made her point, what had started with a mad moment ofcuriosity as I had tried on some of her clothing when alone in thehouse all those months ago had become something much more. I feltthat I had been tricked and blackmailed into doing all of the thingsthat she talked about, but there was no denying the fact that I haddone them. It was very difficult for me to argue against it and sheknew it.She spoke again, "Baby we have had so much fun together since.