As much as I wanted to feel her lips around my dick I couldn't wait. I picked her up and spun her so her back was against me door, her legs around me ...tight and my dick pressed to her panties. "I want you Nate," she said softly between kisses. I reached down and pulled her panties to the side before pushing a finger inside her, making her moan softly. I started off gently, then took her over to the couch, lay her down, and pushed my finger in deeper and harder. She moaned and reached down to rub. ”“You don’t sound like you are taking it too hard.”“Don’t believe that for even a second. I’m living every young guys dream I’ve got a smoking hot older woman doing her best to fuck my brains out and I’m loving it, but don’t forget you told me why you were doing me and how long it was likely to last. I’ve always known it was going to end so I’m somewhat prepared for it.”“Well I’m not ready to let it go. I’ll think of something. I’m still needing. You got one more in you?”I did. The ‘one more’. So she was still in her skimpy little outfit with dried cum on her face. But I wanted her extremely aware of her situation, so I had her recreate some famous picture I had in my mind. It was the middle of the day and Karen no longer smoked, but the picture in my mind was of a whore leaning against a brick wall with one knee bent and the foot on that leg holding her ass away from the wall, while her hands were interlaced behind her head, as if the wall was a bed and she was waiting for her next. It got on the back ofthe seat in front of me. And it got on my hands andpants and all over the floor. I was so aroused that Iwished that I could just keep coming and coming andcoming to do justice to the incredibly erotic sight ofwatching my wife being taken by a stranger against herwill.I sat panting with my cock barely even deflating andwatched as the lewd scene beside me continued unabatedfor at least five more minutes. It was taking so long,that, after a while, I began to worry that.