Heard the bell this morning - CuckoldPlace.com

I moved out of my wife's bedroom in 2006. I now relax in the spare bedroom so as not to be tempted to *** my cuckold agreement with Bob. Bob insisted I move out of the master bedroom and I no longer am allowed to fuck my wife. Bob is a very jealous Bull. In 2006 I was on the verge of divorce, but Jane said if I accepted Bob and agreed to be her cuck that she would not leave me. So a cuck I am. Anyway I was laying in bed half-arelax at around 6:30 when I heard the bell ring. My God they had been at it already. Janey has a very loud hand bell on her nightstand. When I hear it I know that I am needed immediately. The ringing of the bell means that clean-up is needed. I jumped out of bed and opened their door. They were both nearly ****** from their orgasms. As I gazed at my task before me, well they were both a mess. His cock was covered in cum and her pussy glistened with his juices. As I stood there I didn't know where to begin. So I started with Bob. Clean-up is nothing new to me. I've done it a hundred times. When the bell rings I know what to do. Look, I'm 60 years old, have a tiny penis, and I almost lost my wife. I love my wife, and if she wants me to be her cuckold, then that's what I'll be. As her cuckold, one of my duties is to clean-up. I very quietly cleaned them both and snuck out of the room as they both drifted off to relax.
At around nine oclock Bob came into the kitchen, naked with his dick dangling. As I offered him a cup of coffee, you wouldn't believe it. The bell rang again. I looked over at Bob with surprise. "Sorry Jack." was all he said.