“We can’t!” “Why not?” he asked, his fingertip working its way into my vagina and making me shiver with excitement. “Was it so disgusting�...�?” he teased, working his fingertip between my messy inner lips. “Mmmmm! Of course not, but Mum and Dad…” I began but he silenced me with another kiss. “They won’t be here for a couple of hours!” “I know but….” “If I promise to be quick?” Jake’s eyes were soft and eager but his body was strong and tense as he rose over me, his knees parting my legs firmly.. " Of all the thoughtless ... she even said 'was'."You needn't panic. You couldn't have known. It was a perfectly reasonable question." Yeah, but still, I'm-" Please. Drop it." I closed my mouth and nodded once."Thank you. Now, Foster has political aspirations so he and father will get mired in the topic. Please don't feel obligated to join in — I'd rather you remain silent than be drawn into a debate you are ill equipped for. Father is a football fan so if the opportunity comes up feel free to. "You thinking about the first time we danced in here?"Another nod.We danced past a blackened stain on the carpet. I gazed down at it lovingly. "Remember how this happened?" She blushed and buried her face into my chest.We danced for a while, not really needing actual music. We both remembered the song well enough. We danced, both lost in the memory... I can still remember the day as though it was yesterday. The day was the fifteenth of September. Why would I remember that day, you ask? That was. "Fuck me, Uncle Dan."I kissed her and powered into her. Morning stiffies don't take long to blow, as you're already halfway there when you wake up. I realised she was still more asleep than awake, because she'd obviously forgotten that last night both girls admitted their father had put them on the pill."I love fucking you, dear, sweet Roz.I felt a hand, that couldn't have been hers, insinuate itself between my legs and grab my balls."And I love fucking Nat," I added quickly. The hand let go,.