’ I set the candle down upright on the chest of drawers in the bedroom, and lit it, letting Nigel see what I was doing. Then I took the lit candle a...d walked over to the bed. ‘Can you be quiet, boy?’ He nodded. ‘Good boy. Because if you can be quiet, you’ll have a reward. But if you make a sound… Well, you don’t want to know what I’ll do if you make a sound. Understood?’ He nodded again. I looked down at Nigel and held the candle above his chest at shoulder height. I tipped the candle slightly. Without me. Now I was alone with her father. A nudist. Naked. I was so very thankful I had pulled on the shirt. It barely covered my naked crotch. I was leaving a little wet spot in the chair. I knew it. He was talking about something, and I was somewhat listening. Trying not to look at his body. I’m not a slut. I don’t usually hang out in the basement with men old enough to be my father. In fact, I’m actually a virgin. How I ended up in the basement wasn’t by choice. I was kinda stuck at their. I’ve got a story idea, but it isn’t working out. I'm trying to make it somewhat realistic. But, girls don't just take their shirts off and say 'Let's fuck' very often." Well, you've got a situation here that maybe you could use." Situation? Whaddya mean?" You've got two girls who are rather turned on. Sisters, no less. It wouldn't take much for something to happen. Just a spark."I wracked my brain. But I seemed to be experiencing blood-loss at the moment and couldn't think of anything."Like. I waited for few seconds and then start pumping her and she crossed her legs on my back and her face was full of sex and she was controlling her moans by tightening of her lips. Her hairs were scattered on the pillow lips closed and little sounds coming from the closed mouth and i was pumping her hard. I don’t know what happened to me i was really pumping her hard that day and she was enjoying it. I felt that she is losing her legs from by back and feeling relax, so i under stood she got her.