“The Routine” – Chapter III
Chapter III There had really been something surreal about his wife sitting on her knees in front of him, her face streaked with cum and her hands massaging the sticky goo into her tits while she addressed their daughter Christine. The girl had obviously been woken by the noise they’d been making and come downstairs to check out what was happening. She’d apparently been shocked by what she saw when her mother greeted her and had run back upstairs like a bolt of lightning. Damn, Robert thought. This is going to be a problem. Having their teenage daughter around in the house would definitively have an effect on the amount of fucking he had planned to do with his wife in the future. Unless… He sat down on the side of the bed, stroking his …