Who: Tara, Lachlan & Riley [This will be the posting order] Where: The resort at Mexico When: Sunday morning Follows: Everything in Mexico so far___________________________________________________
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Lachlan gripped the towel for dear life. "I know that," he insisted, voice lowering a little as he leaned closer to her. "I think my balls are swollen!" he whispered. He glanced around furtively to make sure noone had heard, but inevitably found Riley sniggering at him from the next sunlounge over. Evie was swimming in the pool with Tab, but like Lachlan himself, Riley had yet to venture into the water. "Either that, or they're about to drop off!"
Riley picked up his drink, which was apparently a cocktail without booze in it. It certainly looked interesting enough, he just couldn't decide if liked it or not. "Did you get any sleep at all last night?" he asked, smirking. "Tara, I think you've broken him. Swollen balls could be serious," he joked. "Uberfuckitis."
Tara grinned cheekily. "Acute Uberfuckitis," she corrected and blew Riley a small kiss. Her attentions were turned back to her husband. "Can I have a look at your swollen balls, sweetie pie?"
Lachlan squeaked and gripped hold of the towel. "Nay, you cannae!" he cried. "Not here and not back in the suite because that means you'll just want to suck me off and I dinnae think I have any sperm left! I just need a wee rest. Please?"
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