I said softly 'what do you think you're doing'. I seen my wife smile in the dim light, she said 'sorry' and started kissing me. I could taste my come,...and I kind of liked it.I flipped my wife onto her back, kissed her deep and hard. I turned on my bedside light, i wanted to see her, I wanted to see how wet she was. I franticly pulled down her shorts and spread her legs, her trimmed, glistening pussy waiting for me. I positioned myself between her legs, pushing her legs back as far as they would. No one was near me.I bolted for the door to my motorhome, jerking open the door. Claire and Ellen both stood near the bedroom drying themselves from their quick shower. I was covered in dirt; the two looked at me strangely. I blurted out, "Jill's been kidnapped by lord knows who. I was held at knife point, but whoever they were, I wasn't their target. The guards must be gone or out of commission."As I talked, I kicked off my boots, jumped into my jeans, and threw on a dark shirt. I grabbed a. She looked up into my eyes with a startled look, her face covered with my hot white cum. I smiled. I think my smile calmed her down; she smiled back realizing that what she did was a good thing. "Oh daddddy, did I make you cum?" She said with a smirk. I chuckled, "Yes baby, you did, very much so. I have never cum that fast. You did so good baby! Did it taste good?" "I only got one squirt in my mouth daddy, but I swallowed it and it tasted very good. When can I have some more?" Cum was. She was almostdelusional though. She swanned around completely overdressed acting likeshe was Jackie Kennedy or Princess Diana. She really was a pain to workfor. Thank heavens her daughter is much more level headed and knows to letme do my job." I'm sure the other ladies in the neighbourhood will think it's hilariousif the former Daniel becomes a mini Mrs McDonald. Lunching with theladies, shopping, spa days and all done up at all the big societyoccasions. The opera was his mother's favourite..