And with that, the power went out. "Oh shit," said Becca as they were plunged into darkness. "Let's go to your room and light some candles. It looks c...eepy everywhere else" said Chrissie. Becca jumped at the idea. Her heart began racing as they made way to her bedroom and she lit some candles, abthing the room a soft, sexy, glow. Chrissie lay sexily on her bed, still in her underwear. "God these candles are making this place even hotter, "said Becca, taking of her shorts and tank top. "Pretty. Now I knew why she didn’t try to make a break for it she couldn’t.Shelly pulled her head from Kerri’s dripping pussy, and began to move to kiss her then she must have seen me out of the corner of her eye. She turned and the look of horror on her face said it all. She was caught. “This is not what it looks like,” she said.I had no reply. “Please don’t tell Eric, Mike. He wouldn’t understand,” she pleaded. She began to step towards me as she asked me to keep quiet about what I saw. I could see. “What was the tramp bouncing about then? Bet you wanted to see my arse bounce up and down and imagine your cock pushing into my pussy between my tight arse cheeks; uh uh.”Well there was no answer. All I could offer was: “Gemma I can’t, your dad is my best mate.”“Oh cut the crap; you’re the one who said fifteen minutes and you’re the one out here. Well; will this get you motivated,”and she stretched her bikini top outwards and downwards and her gorgeous tits with her pink erect nipples flopped. "The idea that Gwen had an electrolysist was news to me but certainlyhelpful.We tidied up. I pulled on a fresh pair of knickers, tucking my limppenis between my legs. Gwen suggested using a panty pad so that I couldkeep my knickers fresher and I agreed. She helped me secure one of hersin the gusset of the knickers and the penis nestled there, dry andcomfortable. I pulled up my baggy slacks and Gwen helped me fasten allthe buttons on my shirt. In turn, I helped her too, and we.