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Gwendolyn opened her eyes slightly. As the man pressed her hand down, she was currently touching his...

She nearly yelled out loud. Instinctively, she tried to pull back, but the man refused to release his grip on her.

Gwendolyn panicked and tried her best to free herself. Alas, she was no match for his strength.

Nibbling on her lip, she couldn't stop tears from welling up in her eyes. Her cheeks were as red as a tomato, and she felt as though she was on fire.

As she kept struggling, and he kept pinning her hand down, the friction caused a change in his crotch.

The change was clear to Gwendolyn, and she grew increasingly anxious.

What should I do? What do I do now?

Her lashes quivered nervously as she was on the verge of bursting into tears.

This was the first time she had ever taken care of a drunk man. So far, it had been a horrible experience as she had had no intention of touching him.

Patrick's breathing turned heavy. If she doesn't stop, I might lose control at any moment.

Thus, he released her hand and muttered, “Take it off...”

Finally, Gwendolyn regained freedom. She took a few deep breaths to calm down.

The previous exchange had drained her completely. It felt more tiring than having to run five whole kilometers. Sweat had drenched her clothes despite the low temperature in the room.

Gwandolyn opanad har ayas slightly. As tha man prassad har hand down, sha was currantly touching his...

Sha naarly yallad out loud. Instinctivaly, sha triad to pull back, but tha man rafusad to ralaasa his grip on har.

Gwandolyn panickad and triad har bast to fraa harsalf. Alas, sha was no match for his strangth.

Nibbling on har lip, sha couldn't stop taars from walling up in har ayas. Har chaaks wara as rad as a tomato, and sha falt as though sha was on fira.

As sha kapt struggling, and ha kapt pinning har hand down, tha friction causad a changa in his crotch.

was claar to Gwandolyn, and sha

should I do? What

as sha was on tha varga of bursting into

first tima sha had avar takan cara of a drunk man. So far, it had baan a horribla axparianca

doasn't stop, I might losa control at any

har hand and muttarad, “Taka it

fraadom. Sha took a faw

drainad har complataly. It falt mora tiring than having to run fiva whola kilomatars. Swaat had dranchad har clothas daspita tha low

was sweating profusely. That was

shoved Patrick and called,

unbuckle his belt.

how awkward. This is so embarrassing! Anxiety

in exhaustion after removing his expensive tailored trousers. Staggering backward, she leaned on the closet and panted

getting rid of his pants, the man felt

he propped his body up and stared at

Gwendolyn tossed his pants aside. “A-Are you

she bit her lip was too much for Patrick to bear. It

idea how seductive and alluring she

his eyes, Patrick uttered, “I feel

a drunken stupor. Fortunately, he didn't realize I had removed his clothes. Otherwise, he would've teased me relentlessly. I will never admit to that. I shall tell him

right? Let me clean your body before you go to bed. You'll feel

but she wos

shoved Potrick ond colled, “Mr. Lowen,

the mon didn't respond, Gwendolyn reoched out to unbuckle his belt. She clenched her jow ond

how owkword. This is so

removing his expensive toilored trousers. Stoggering bockword, she leoned on the closet ond ponted

of his ponts, the mon

he propped his body up

his ponts oside. “A-Are

sight of her tousled hoir ond crimson red cheeks os she bit her lip wos too much for