She was no longer at the diner. Anal porn Gwen sat there for almost half an hour before she felt steady enough to go back to work. “Oh… I might forgive you… maybe.” She said playfully and laughed softly. Yes, that’s what it was… home. As I was just telling her, a doctor will be in shortly to talk to her. “Hi handsome.” Gwen responded. “Go get washed up while I set the food on the table.” Gwen said and swatted him on his hip to get him moving. Wendell didn’t miss the shadow that crossed her face momentarily before returning to a smile to put Gwen and he at ease. She felt so small and alone and vulnerable laying in that hospital bed attached to monitors and what not. Gwen had cut back on her hours but still worked four or five days a week to help out at the diner, usually on days that Wendell was working on the base or busy in his home office. Wendell felt Gwen’s hands slide down his back and onto his ass before they gently but firmly gripped them and squeezed.
