In the sanctuary of the kitchen, as Leslie made coffee and Oliver held Wendy’s hand, David got to work cleaning Wendy up and attending to the cuts on her face. “Does this happen often?” David asked “No” she answered with a sniffle “she’s normally too drunk to catch me”
His hands were now on her arse kneading her pert cheeks and as they slid slowly yet purposely around her waist he sucked hard on her nipple making her wince and she withdrew her misshapen and swollen teat from his mouth and Gary thought he had hurt her but instead she thrust her other teat between his lips for similar treatment and he duly obliged her.
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“You two wait here” David said to the other two and started walking towards her. “Hey Wendy” he called and she looked up and as soon as she saw him she was on her feet and bowling towards him at a rate of knots and she was still crying as she launched herself at him “Oh David” she cried
After a very frustrating day of near misses had to wait until it was fairly late on in the evening when Gary said “Come on sticky lips, get your best drawers on its Adventure time” “Oh goody” she said “where are we going?”
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