CLP-202 Hot-Mouthed Wife by Dana Swanson

As I wound the two-year-old Caddy down off the Camas Prairie into the Clearwater River Canyon, I was conscious of a strong twinge of regret at ever returning to North-central Idaho. Roberta and I had spent so many happy days along this river of Lewis and Clark fame.

Oh, how I still yearned for her! When she vanished while I was researching an article for a national magazine, far up in Canada, I went a little mad for awhile. Even after roaming the country for a year, getting my marbles back and writing a book that made me a small fortune, I still saw her lithe figure and proud breasts that seemed to challenge the bodice of her hospital uniform. She was constantly in my dreams, and I always woke up with a huge hard-on and sheets sticky with a load of cum like only her tight pussy could milk out of my quivering cock.