Journey Into Cuckoldry Sinful Seventeen Part 2
The sun was streaming through gaps in the curtain when the phone rang, waking me from a deep sleep. I grabbed the handset next to the bed and mumbled something incoherent into the mouthpiece.“Sounds like you had a good night,” my father’s voice chuckled down the line. “Just warning you that we’ll be bringing the kids back at noon, okay?”I looked at the bedside alarm. Eleven o’clock. Shit!“Okay Dad,” I growled. “Thanks for the warning. See you then.”I turned to the duvet-covered lump alongside...