He just wasn't cutting it. We have Patrick now to play net. Almost no one scores on him!" he said."Well, can I help get him out here so I can try him ...ut?" Sure, let me pull him to the ice and you can help from there".We wrestled him over to the net and fastened him to the posts. Patrick was made from steel reinforcements covered by a plywood front. That front had a steel plate attached to protect the plywood. It was painted with Patrick Roy's picture from his days as the goalie for the. That edge between the bedroom and what surely would be a fun night ahead full of hot, steamy sex, and the real world. The world where he could back right away, leave this house and never think about this again, only asking himself the occasional ‘what if?’He took the leap. He made that jump and took a few steps into the bedroom. He didn’t flinch or seem weirded-out by Alexis’ husband being half-naked and sporting a hard-on. He was unfazed by it all. The only thing the two men did was nod at. I was now wondering if she was having one of those erotic dreams or something in her sleep. After hearing her moan for a couple of minutes while I kept on stroking my dick I decided that I would go investigate matters.I thought if it wasn t an erotic dream maybe it was a nightmare she was having and I would have to wake her up. So off I went out our bedroom door and half way down the hall to her bedroom door. Upon reaching her door I could see she had left it cracked open which was why I could. Bobby said, "He means your peach Kathy." Oh," Kathy said and looked back between their mom's legs."Stick your fingers in it to see if it is wet," Tim instructed and both teens did as they were told. He could feel Elaine's body quiver as two sets of fingers entered the pussy they came from so many years before."Is she wet," Tim asked?"Oh Yeah," Bobby answered.Kathy's eyes were wide when she said, "I never get this wet when I..." and she stopped."That's OK honey," Tim said smiling at the little.