Chapter 1682 Oh, Fuck Yes Daddy Fuck Yes:>Ep3

• Sean while away an evening watching Netflix as he ate. Heather came back a few hours later and made a beeline for the kitchen, where he'd left a covered plate of chicken and rice in the microwave. "I'm starving," his wife said, plopping down on the couch next to him. She put her legs in his lap, the back of her muscled calves resting on his thighs.
• His hand automatically rubbed her shins. "Good meeting?"
• Heather held up a finger as she chewed a mouthful of food, then swallowed. "Sorta kinda. I'm going to be heading out of town this weekend."