Chapter 62: And The Oscar Goes To…

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Doris began to laugh, and Tiffany scowled at her. "Stop it!" she shouted. "What are you laughing at?" Doris: "I'm laughing at you, of course! What else would I be laughing at?" Tiffany crossed her arms under her breasts, and they billowed even further out of her shirt. Her light brown n*****s were fully exposed now, but she was pouting, and there was nothing sexy about her posture. "Why are you laughing at me?" she asked. Doris: "You've put in so much effort into seducing Westley, but if you have no experience, he will not be interested in you!" Tiffany gave Doris's words some serious thought, and then she said, "I do have some experience..." "Whatever you say," Doris replied. She shrugged, stood up, and just as she was about to walk away, Susie walked in. Susie was carrying a few b

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