An evil Robbie looking back at him

Wendy moans flooding out a few new words for both parties to hear. "Mmm, ohhhh did you just grow another inch of the body? Ahhh fuck, you have never been this hard with me."

Dipper's eyes looked into the soul-snatching beetle ones that have sat up every single bit of this. Dipper uses every last brain power to arrive at this conclusion. His brain putting the texts together. The manner of all of the pictures is slightly off now. The picture of Wendy in a green bikini now looks like it was posed.

Wendy grunts and body sounds fucking up Dipper mentally. The red panties clutch in his hand like a fucked up prize at a bizarre carnival. Robbie fucked up sneer becoming a permanent fixture in his memory. Dipper knows Robbie is packing a missile between his legs and winning Wendy's heart over too much to bear.

But the loser thought racing in his head that his cock is still rock hard. His five-inch cock wanted some attention. He fights over these perverted thoughts. His crush's head buries into the bedroom pillows. Wendy screamed into the pillows at Robbie's ruthless fucking.

Dipper's eyes widen as Robbie gives him a middle finger. A big fat fuck you to his rival. Dipper's fist clenched then died down. His anger is shattered by feeling like a massive beta bitch loser.

Robbie yells out. "Who cock do you belong to bitch?"

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