First off the voice was female and while you think that would mean something to me, the reality was when she introduced herself as a woodworker, not j...st a handyman or carpenter, I was more impressed. I told her about the bed and she ohed and ahed in all the right places. She sounded impressed and promised to come around tomorrow to take a look and at least give me an estimate and an idea of the timeframe. She also sounded pretty realistic about how hard it might be to find the right wood to. Here was my wife in her bra and panties and I got a big (no massive lol) hard on. This was noticed by her, “sorry little guy this girl is a size queen now” and laughed.Looking at her I told that I needed my camera, to which she laughed and said, “yeah it would help”! I went into our bedroom and searched through the wardrobe, she followed me and got on our bed make seductive poses, saying “do you want me this way or maybe this way” (man she was hot!). As I found my camera she shouted out “I want. I panicked because he wasn’t wearing a condom. I squirmed but he keep his lips on mine thrusting harder than he has ever fucked me. Usually he was gentle but tonight he wasn’t holding any back. He grabbed my inner thighs picking me up and slamming down on him hard and harder. He moved his lip down on my neck and bit hard then bit my breast. I tried not to scream but it was becoming hard not to. Zaire slammed harder and harder with each thrush I was feeling my back get an imprint from the. Eric gasped again, as his nerve endings fried in overstimulation. His nipples were especially sensitive and having them pinched was just too much. Bill suddenly stopped moving. “Oh, I remembered. I want you to do something for me.” Eric moaned. “Why the fuck now?! Just let me come already, god damn you!” Bill grabbed his cell phone from a nearby table. Eric heard Bill dialing a number on the phone. “I found the phone number on your desk. I assume it’s Aaron’s.” Eric gasped out loud. “No, please.