When I hit the floor, I looked up to see my dad. Angry and drunk with his fists balled on his sides. "What the fuck are you doing to your sister!" He ...elled at me. "DADDY!" A crying Jess jumped up from the bed, hugging dad tightly, her face pressed to his chest, weeping. I was caught in the forbidden act. There's no getting out of this one. The only way out with my life was to dig deeper, to hit a nerve in my dad that would stop him from killing me. "Jess is a whore dad." I blurted out quickly.. With a backless halter, it was pretty clear she couldn’t wear a bra. She had also waxed before the trip and loved leaving the panties in the suitcase when she was dolled up.So, no surprise that Steve was fixated on her boobs. As the dinner went along and the wine flowed they got flirtier in their conversation. They were discussing the shape of her nipples, the size of her areola, what made them hard, the fact they were hard right then. Panties; no she wasn’t wearing any, yes, she was getting. More

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