Chapter 5

I walked out to the kitchen with my dick swinging, coated in Karen's and my cum.

"What's the status of supper?" I asked.

"A roast is in the oven, due to come out in an hour," Greg said, staring at my cum soaked cock, knowing where it had been.

"Clean off my cock, then go clean up my pussy, and get Hans ready to fuck her. You can watch. I'll take the food out of the oven."

Greg knelt and licked my shaft. Today was the only day I'd allow him to do this. After this, he could play with Hans. It took him five minutes to lick the cream off, then he scampered off with Hans in close pursuit.

I had a seat in the kitchen and texted Becca and Roxanne that Karen wanted to become a tenth degree black belt slut.

Who is she going to fuck in front of? Becca asked.

Her husband's parents, and about two dozen other people.

That's brave, Roxanne texted.

Or foolish. I responded

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