“‘cept those girls will see we were lying about that,” Tiff tried not to giggle. “I know, how about we tan on our balcony? There are advantage... to having the penthouse; only the aeroplanes get an eyefull!”And so we decided to sun our delicate white bits on our balcony that afternoon. I spent the whole of our tapas lunch at the bar thinking about rubbing lotion all over my two girls.Predictably we got frisky, particularly when I made sure there was plenty of lotion in the sensitive gully between. These thoughts are very wrong i know but it feels just right. When i first caught Jon wanking i was shocked and well i want to blackmail him to get him to do things for me that i just don't ant to do like housework ect so i can be lazy, but now i want to blackmail him and get him to do sexual things for me.After all this thinking i heard mum shout me and Jon to go help her with the shopping so i went downstairs and Jon asked her what she was doing home so early. She replied saying she felt. But most of all was her hips. Slowly, slowly they began a familiar small rotation, pressing forward and then releasing against the colorful pad on which she was laying.Somewhere, back there in a fog, Roslyn remembered that her daughter was on the way. That Sue would be back soon. She didn't care. All she cared about at the time were the fingers extracting pleasure from her nipples and the mouth teasing her relentlessly.There was no panic when David's hands left her breasts and moved casually. " It's his testicles, Helen," said Mom in exasperation, "He came downstairs yesterday evening and said he had a problem with them. They were always aching he said."There you go. Now I know where the phrase "So mortified you want to crawl and hide up your own asshole" comes from. Way to go Mom. The Doctor looked at me as I turned the brightest shade of puce ever.I gave a small nod. "Uh, yeah. My er testicles sort of ache all the time." Alright, good. There you go. That wasn't so hard was it.".