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Chapter 130: Ten Times
Westley gasped as Doris's breasts pressed against his skin. He could feel her breath on his neck, and his c**k was harder than it had ever been in his life. "Can I open my eyes now?" he begged. Doris giggled and said, "Hold on a second." She leaned back again, and there was a wet sound as their skin parted. Suddenly, Doris turned around and ran up the stairs. "Hey!" Westley shouted as he realized he'd been had. "What the f**k?!?!" Once Doris was in her room, she closed and locked the door behind her – and she couldn't stop laughing. By now, Westley knew he'd lost. He didn't even bother with throwing out the flowers. Instead, he went upstairs and threw himself into an ice-cold shower. He stayed in the tub for two hours, and that night, when he went to bed, he hardly slept a wink. Dor
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