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No... He has Dipper do it


Robbie moves his clothes away from the basket leaving only Wendy's. He left a note on the coffee table that said. 'Good job detective... Go to the laundry room, do the rest of the clothes, and find my second note.' The second note read at the bottom of the basket. 'If you find this, please grab the best underwear of your choosing and bring it upstairs to me. Hehe, I might wear them for you or let you see a different mystery shack.'

Wendy calls out. "Rob come on... I'm ready for your big cock." Robbie smiles as he takes off his pants. His fat eight-inch cock fell from his trousers. Wendy's nude body upstairs should turn him on, but doing this to Dipper is extra hot to him. The days of talking as Wendy made him hard. Now to see his reaction will probably make him explode into his wife's cunt. He already knew he won by winning her love over the years. But the hate for Dipper when he was a dick, makes him crave this torture.

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Dipper steps out of his car. The Uber flies away as he holds his suitcase. He looks at Wendy's house. Wondering if her lumberjack dad built this for her. He didn't remember this home being here when he was younger. He walks over to the door, the last text on his mind.

'My mystery stud. Find my two notes and you might see a nook in the end."

He grabs the handle. He pushes in slowly. He sees a note visible on the coffee table. The living room is barren land with no pictures. Only a cozy couch and a large tv. He read the note, thinking he heard something upstairs. Maybe it's Wendy waiting on him.

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"Shut the fuck up you dumb stupid ginger slut." Robbie covers Wendy's mouth with his spiderwebs-tattooed fingers. His cock invading the moaning Wendy cunt. Her ass rang off of his shaft as he felt the hums of her struggling moans through his fingers. Wendy treasures and abhors when Robbie gets like this.

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Dipper saunters into the laundry room. A basket of delicious lavender smell filled his nostrils. Dipper walks over to it, folding the laundry quickly. The first note getting him going. His mystery skills going to waste over the past years. He finds a silky red pair of underwear that seen to go perfectly with a garter belt.

"I didn't know Wendy was this sexually liberated." He stuffs the soft material in his pocket.


Does Dipper find the final note?

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