A playful smile and she turned her back to the glass, smiling playfully over her shoulder at the camera. Nothing to be seen but her bare back and the ...ery top of her underwear. Sent. An instant later...H- Tease. Let me see all of you.Linda smiled, cupping her breast and twisting her nipple. Imagining it was his hand; him holding her in place as he kissed her, keeping her against him until she writhed in pleasure.Trying to keep herself upright, Linda sat on her bed and typed a reply. L- hmmm.... "Soon. Finish your lemonade, and that's an order," I said, but smiled when I said it. I also winked (I never wink, WTF?).She finished it and soon fell silent."Candice Pryor. You are a sex slave to Michael Wright, and also live to serve the entire Wright household. This makes you very happy," I began."Yes, master," she said with a voice like honey. But inside her head, she was having a different reaction. Slave? In your dreams, limp dick! But why can't I say that at loud? I can't connect with my. Who dad ke waist aur kabhi kabhi gand ko trouser ke upar se dhire-dhire sahla rahi thi.Dad….“Darling thoda wait karo na please, thoda aur work hai, iske baad jaha bologi waha tujhe chodunga”. Itna bol kar dad phir apna work karne lage.Mom….“Ab tum rahne hi do, jab aapka mood hota hai to mere upar sawar ho jate ho, aur aaj mai tyaar baithi hu to aapke paas mere liye time hi nahi hai’’. Dad…. “Aisa nahi hai, tum galat soch rahi ho, kal urgently file ko submit karna hai, bas 10 minutes. You'll just have to take it off."I pulled away from the curb, as you protested, "it's daylight, and we're in the middle of the city..." "I know. Take off your shirt... I want to see your nice bra," I said very casually, as if I had girls wearing their bras only driving around with me regularly. You looked at me defiantly, but pulled off your top, revealing a very sweet, light pink cotton bra. Very innocent. Of course, the innocence of the bra was somewhat offset by your amazing, full breasts.