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Chapter 134: Quarrel
Before Westley could go any further, Doris grabbed his hand. "Hold on," she said. "I'm still on my period!" Unfortunately, with the Rohypnol coursing through his veins, Westley wasn't thinking straight. His hand slipped lower, and his fingertips brushed against her c******s. He was breathing heavily, and as he touched her, her body convulsed. "You are so wet," he moaned. Doris gasped as Westley forced two fingers into her v****a, and she climaxed almost immediately. She cried out, "Don't stop!" And to his credit, he didn't. This went on for a few minutes, with him finger-f*****g her with all the force he could muster. Then, without stopping what he was doing, he began to undo the buttons on his trousers. He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them, and then he pushed her skirt and
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