Erin Ch. 25: Cleanup Duty

Erin Ch. 25: Cleanup Duty

By Jonathan Quincy Graves

{Note: This is a chapter in a multi-part story series cataloging the progressive relationship between a dominant wife and her submissive husband. Each installment can stand alone, but they read much better if you start at the beginning. Go to: Erin Ch.01: Female Led Relationship. JQGraves

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