(I had tried to do something about it before she came back, but with only limited success.) I told her I had spilt something."What on earth was it?" s...e asked.I decided to try the power of FUCK once more. "Don't worry about it," I said casually."OK," she smiled contentedly, and cheerfully headed to the kitchen to cook and clean. Part of me missed the old forthright and obstinate Wendy, but I had to admit the new version had advantages. And there seemed no doubt which Wendy was happier, a point. My bladder had had enough of being ignored in favor of more pleasurable organs and I glanced at the door again. The eye slot still hadn't opened. Maybe I could blame it on the dog if you asked me about it.With a frustrated noise I squatted, pressing my ass into the corner and spread my legs wide. I didn't have anything to wipe with and I most certainly didn't want to cover my legs in piss. I was already coated in enough liquids for one night. As I relieved myself my face started to burn again.. I pushed him back down and rolled him onto his side. His cock was already getting very hard. I grabbed his cock and started to move my hand up and down the shaft. As my hand was still covered in lube, it glided up and down very easily. I was alternating the firmness of my grip, but as it looked so hard and swollen i changed my mind, i wanted it in my mouth. I began to lick and suck with my mouth, not for too long, just enough to get him dripping wet. My clit was starting to throb, should i play. Carl kissed her again and gently felt her tits Heather gasped as she responded feeling the bulge in his trouser front she slowly unzipped it and reached in pulling out a semi hard black monster “oh my god” Heather said looking at what was huge “mmmmmmm, you’re a bad boy Carl Jacks told you hasn’t he” Carl nodded his head and started to undo her blouse, slipping it of her shoulders Heather leant over and sucked his cock, Carl undid her bra and helped her up Heather gripped his cock and rubbed it.