‘I’ll miss your pussy, too… so tight and wet… nice…’ ‘Ah…’ I moaned as his moved his finger around inside me, and sawed another back... and forth over my clit the same time. ‘But, most of all…’ he breathed into my ear, letting his teeth graze my earlobe, ‘I’ll miss your smile… you know… the one you get after you cum…’ By this time, I was riding up and down on his finger, rotating my hips to his rhythm, spreading my wetness all over his hand. ‘You are so wet, Baby…’ he muttered. ‘You’re ready for. I left myself buried inside her as I asked, “How are we going to finish up? Do we stop here, get dressed, go eat, and resume this later, or do we rut like animals until I climax?”“Both,” Karen said with a giggle as she spread her legs widely and reached down enough to slap my ass to get going.We had been having slow sex for so long that it didn’t take much to get us moving right along. As I started to climb toward busting a nut, I managed to pull my pants over, get out a rubber, quickly roll it. We’d also get motel rooms here and there, mostly along the coast around Pacifica. I really don’t know what he was telling his wife he was doing all this time, but I also really didn’t care. I was having too much fun! There finally came a point where things got a little weird and he started becoming paranoid. I figured it was all the coke he was doing, but then I began to get paranoid because it felt like when we were driving that we were being followed. Well, it turns out that this was. Her head was almost completely covered in bandages. Where skin was exposed, it was puffy and purple. It was a shock to me. The prefect looking woman that I had known as my wife had vanished. In front of me lay a stranger, a damaged and bruised human being. If her name had not been written on the white board, I would have guessed that I was in the wrong room.I didn't know what to think. My emotions were all over the place. We were separated. I didn't really have any obligation to care for her..