Routine

650 Days

You had a routine now, of sorts. Sucking off Gus every morning before Amanda bounced on his cock. Yoga to make you sweaty. 'Checking in' with Carlos, which usually involved a blowjob and the occasional offering of ass. You occasionally saw Jackson and Kasey, who were now residing together, something that caused a twinge of jealousy from you now and then, wanting the same privileges, and occasionally got spun with Trevor, which necessitated giving a little 'extra' to Carlos to keep it quiet.

You sighed, sending a picture of you in a pink babydoll to Jackson. Jackson responded with a video of him rawdogging Kasey in black lingerie, her large cock flopping around wildly as he laid the wood. 'Wish you were here' the text said.

You sighed. You did too. A large part of you did. But some parts of you were bad. Some parts of you just wanted to be with Amanda forever. Polyamory could be tough, you thought as Amanda hit the wall with her hand, a summons to you. You smiled, knowing you had a purpose here, too.