There were more women than men that night, more by one, me. I was an unexpected inclusion, and as all the ladies were double my age I spent an evening...lidtening to their worldly-wise advise, non of them suspecting that this little young girl was starting to have the hots for their men.I was having my first tastes of wine, both red and white, and a few cocktails, slipped to me by some of the men so by the end of the evening I was putty in whoevers hands were on me at the time. Yes I was being. She wears a panty and my hand run on the panty. Oh she is wetting her panty well. Quickly I insert my hand into the panty. Oh it is the wrong one. She removes my hand suddenly and turns to the other side. But she wets my fingers by her juice. I think that enough for today and turn to other side.Next day I get up around a 7.30. Oh others are get up earlier than me. Today I have a free because my day off. After the tea, I come to living room and my wife and her friend ready to go 3 day seminar in. I laughed. “Forget it. So you bought something. What?”Sia smiled. “It’s for you,” she announced, handing me the bag.Digging in, I pulled out a large sweatshirt, royal blue with a Mexx logo. “Very nice. Thanks.”“You’re welcome. I’m gonna change. What’s for dinner? Lasagna?” she asked, sniffing the air. “I’ll put this in the bedroom,” she added, grabbing the sweatshirt and heading out without waiting for a response.Fifteen minutes later, Sia walked in wearing a lovely royal blue Mexx sweatshirt. Her face whips to the side from the force of the stinging blow I delivered to her cheek. "Let's get one thing straight," I growled, "Fuck Dolls do not speak, or make any sound, unless when asked to. If you can't do this I will find another doll to play with and pleasure me. Understand?" Mortified at having failed me again, she silently nodded."Good. Now I have something to do. Do not move. If I come back and find that you've moved you will be punished." I slapped her on the ass for good measure.