Unlike on Erika’s previous visits, Ben had not showered and was not in his bathrobe. Erika looked at him, seated at the desk, dropped her bag, and w...lked up to him. As she moved into Ben’s arms and his hands clasped her buttocks, Erika giggle and asked, “Am I too early? I was as impatient to get a grip on you as you are with me.”“You were naughty at breakfast this morning, sidling up to me like that. You invited me to touch you indecently. And I wanted to strip down your trousers and spread you. I am placed on a blanket on the floor of the basement. I hear him go back up the stairs and retrieve Amber. A few minutes later he returns with her. He places her next to me. I hear keys drop on the floor between us. "This is called The Great Escape, you must use team work. But only one of you will win. The one that finds the keys will give them to the other one and they will let the other one lose. The other one spends the night here in the basement bound and alone. I start to wonder what one. So, he got comfortable, spread her legs nice and wide and looked at her pussy. It was like one of her flowers with many folds which he spread apart with his fingers then he saw what he was looking for her little button. He then bent down and flicked it with his tongue. At the same time his large finger stroked her along the folds. He flicked and sucked on her for awhile,causing her to moan louder.So, he went back to sucking and licking her. But now his tongue traveled all along the folds too,. Watching my sister get off on Friday evenings just wasn't doing it for me any longer. If we had been close and loved each other like you read in all the other incest stories, then maybe I might have taken a different approach to my problem. But we weren't.The only thing we had in common was an intense hatred of Grandma Miller.By this time Dad was only working one job, but still expected us to take care of his mother. HIS mother, not mine! That really pissed me off. He didn't do shit for her at.