Woody Woodpecker was up to the task at hand (no pun intended). It was just after entering the tight sheath of my wife’s tight pussy that... we both noticed something was different or should I say, felt. As I was buried balls deep, my cock was growing, I can’t explain it but we both felt it was growing in Length and in its Circumference, I was just about to pull out but Renee stopped me and whispered in my ear, “Leave it in, let’s see what happens”. Well, I wasn’t about to. Cherry was completely oblivious and I pretended to be busy with what I was doing as the young man got an eyeful of my wife's outline on several occasions.Her firm d cup tits swaying around under the fabric as she continued packing had perked up her nipples and they stuck out firmly against the sheer fabric. When she stopped to look out of the window the cleaner was treated to a good look at the gap between her inner thighs just below where her pussy was. The poor guy couldn't help but stare and. "She gave me a look that indicated she believed my sudden shift in our conversation might be pointing to the onset of schizophrenia.When Grace came home for sunrise tai chi without James, I gave her a questioning look. She'd spent the night with him."His special cell phone rang early this morning," Grace said. "He's gone for a while."She slumped onto a patio chair. I sat next to her and took her hand in mine."I hate it, Brent. That damned phone rings, and poof! He's gone. I don't know where. I. First the shoes and the the skirt. The feel of the material sliding down my skin is like a slow electric jolt running down my legs. The shirt is next he slowly unbuttons my shirt. I think he does it deliberately slow. Agonizingly slow. As i lie there in my most alluring bra and pantie set. I close my eyes. I start to feel his hands running over my body the heat of lust like hot coals where he touches. Then i feel the blindfold being put on. I open my eyes to be greeted by the all consuming.