Its a good thing many bushes and a fence keep my yard secluded from the neighbors view. I guess my wife was hot too, when she pulled her shirt off and... was cleaning with her twins out. Knowing she was just trying to get me to clean, I opened another beer and watched her tits bounce around while she cleaned. I finished my beer and helped her finish cleaning, the whole time watching her tits bounce and shake, and getting a hard on. Eventually we were done, and I was going to hop in the hot tub for. Our mums were dancing together in the middle of the room, well we weren't sure whether they were dancing or not, they were certainly very close to each other and moving very slowly, it wasn't until they turned half way towards us that we saw they were kissing!"I've never seen mummy wearing a skirt that short before" Amy whispered,"No me neither" I replied, "But can you see what they're doing?" Ooh cool" she laughed quietly, "They must be lesbians" They're not lesbians" I said showing my greater. She glanced down but didn’t change expression as Henry released his right leg and pulled it back off. It was already beginning to sting and he had no desire to end up with another of those sore spots. The last time had been two dozen trips to the hospital, IV drips. Being Diabetic just was not something he would wish on anyone, it was a pure pain in the ass. He remembered that day they told him why he felt like shit all of the time, and why the toes on his right foot suddenly began to turn. We promise to meet again.This is a story about the best lover I have ever had, and believe me, I've had a quite few. You might tend to think that this lover is a gorgeous young blond with a terrific figure, big fat bust, athletic and slim, long legs and all. A Barbie type. Well, you couldn't have been more wrong, buddy. You might even argue, and even make some sense in arguing, that the essence of being a good lover is something that can neither be quantified nor qualified. Well, I will let you.