We walked to my house. I unlocked the door and let her in. I told her to grab a seat. I would get us something to drink and bring back a movie she wou...d like. I got a few sodas then went to my movie collection. What was a good movie for this situation? It had to be something light and fun. And not to engaging. Just enough to fill the background. I figured a comedy would work. I grabbed Billy Madison. I headed over to the living room. Emily was sitting there. She had taken her shoes off and was. Sure enough, there was weak knocking at the door, and Phil knocked back. "Someone put the table in front of the door, and I don't think I can move it myself," he called through the heavy door. "When I say push, you push as I pull!" Ok," the man wheezed, then started pushing on the door before Phil could even start. "Wait a minute!" he shouted, shaking his head. He knew he wasn't the brightest bulb in the pack, but even he knew enough to wait. He got into position, then shouted "NOW!"The table. The last family picture we took, all of us together. Nancy and I along with our offspring. We have two grown sons, the twins Roger and Jensen Simon. Though born only five minutes apart on the same day, they couldn’t be more different. Physically and mentally, they were nothing alike. Roger was born first, and he really looks like me. He’s well over six feet tall and very lean, with dark brown skin, ruggedly handsome features and wavy Black hair. He’s warm and friendly, easygoing and seems like. “Did you hear me? Do you wanna fuck or not,” she said with noticeable agitation in her voice. “Yes, of course!” I blurted out. Never had I turned down copulation with this woman, and after the show I just witnessed and as horny as she obviously was, I wasn’t going to start this morning! She threw the covers away from her entire body in one swipe, then reached under the covers on my side, straight for my engorged member. Grabbing its girth across the front of my boxers, she said in a somewhat.