“These dolls taper at the bottom.”Petra knelt down to pull on a draw cord that restricted the bottom hem of the dress. If I had wanted to I could ...ow barely move my feet. The padding inside the dress was pressed against my legs from ankles upwards. Maureen told me that I was the traditional Matryoshka doll shape, wide around the waist and curving inwards to the base. It could have been anyone inside, male or female. I was an anonymous doll.“Stephen is now the first and inner doll,” Petra. Of course it required I repeatedly handle their breasts while I showed them what needed to be done and helped them decide on the best shape and fit for the new garment. Since I didn't want them to engineer all the wobble out I encouraged them not to bind their treasures too tightly. It was a wonderful afternoon, and though I knew we needed to get started on saddle making I wasn't about to let them do anything to damage their titties.My girls were accustomed to seeing a task through once they. They became intimate and very lusty lovers a few nights after their first date, and Moriah was so ready to have a baby as soon as possible that she never gave birth control any consideration. She wanted to become a mother more than anything and she didn't intend to do anything to prevent it from happening.Moriah didn't get knocked up as soon as she would have liked, but her boyfriend continued to fuck her and spurt his babymaking seed deep inside her horny young fertile pussy several times a. "I was saving myself for--Dell! And Mr. Quentin stripped me naked--and played his hands on my body--squeezed my boobies--pushed his thing at me... INTO ME... and FUCKKKKKEDDDDMMMEE!... He took my maidenhead... F-U-C- K-E-D meeeeeee! I hurt--for a little mite of time! Then it was goooooood! I liked his fucking me!"Mavis inhaled deeply. She was puzzled. She wanted to scratch her own snatch."He's a liar! Dell wouldn't steal from anyone! He lied! He conned me! At first, before I realized what was.