Aaron's are more tame, of being blown in the copy room or to being beaten off under the table at dinner. It's during one of these weekends that a fant...sy became a reality. We were watching a movie and it just got to the sex scene, the soft touching, heavy breathing, long gazes and soft moans that make up Hollywood blockbusters. "This is so fucking fake!" Trevor suddenly spouts off at the TV, "Grab her tits, bite her, smack her ass!" he shouts at the lead actor. "Why is sex always so lame in. She was sure it was because of these awful allergies. She was on medication for that. She couldn’t remember the name right now, but the doctor had said the pills might make her dizzy. Yes, she would talk to him. Yes, right away. In fact, she would leave right now – no, really, she could get up, it was just a short episode. Yes, she could stand. Thank you so much. There were twenty-seven text messages from Sandy, and eleven phone calls, each angrier than the one before. One of the calls had. I smiled at him and told him we better go and help tuck my wife in so she could go to sleep. Drew and I both got up and went down the hallway. As we entered the room, my wife was no longer in her nightshirt and was laying on the bedsheet flat on her belly. She was fully naked. Drew was barely inside the door when he said: "Oh shit, you don't know how much I have missed that and you guys!" Drew approached the foot of the bed to get a better view. It had been a long time since we had all last. In the heat of the moment I said, “The only other lady I know who likes four fingers in her ass is my Mom.” She moaned extremely loud and asked, “Have you fucked your Mom?” I answered, “Yes.” She moaned even louder and slowly pulled away from my hand. She sat on the couch with her ass and pussy out over the edge. Her legs were open wide. I moved up between her legs and started working my cock in her lubed hot ass. Lisa’s face was extremely red, her breathing was hard and she was pumping.