"With dolls?" asked Mark."Voodoo dolls." The man said. "If you have a personal item or bodypiece from someone you'd enjoy to hex, you can have loads o... fun." Will it hurt the person?" Mark pondered to the man."Only if you wish," the man replied. "These days they're mostly used bylovers for ultimate sexual pleasure." I'll take it and I got just the thing." Mark smiled as he put down themoney and plucked a piece of his wife hair from his shirt to tie aroundthe doll. As he rubbed the doll's sex. ‘Don’t do this,’ she said breathlessly. ‘Aw, poor girl. Seems you’re pretty bent out of shape, Betty. Maybe you’re ready to cough up some cash now?’ Betty slowly pulled herself back up, staggering to her feet, then brushed her clothes free of the germs she imagined were crawling all over her. With an exasperated look in her eye, she stood as tall as she could, and waved a finger at Eugenia feebly. ‘No,’ she said. ‘Besides, no one saw it except you. No one!’ ‘Remember Betty, I don’t have to. With this, my stoke became larger so that I pulled back to her entrance and then back in. Eventually, I was in as far as I could go. Suddenly she started to shudder and scream. "Fuck me, you cunt. Give it to me. Ooohh, it feels so good. Fuck my tight little arse you prick."Her orgasm was very intense and it continued for a long time. I could feel the muscles in her abdomen pulsing with her orgasm. This was my third time in less than an hour so it was taking a while. She reached down and gripped. But I couldn’t. I needed his kiss. I needed his love. I needed his body. I needed his warmth…and now it was all going to Lexi. I got back on my feet just as Zach and Lexi returned, holding hands. I glanced at Lexi, her perfect petite body, with light brown hair and bright blue eyes. She wore a white tee with a small purple scarf, blue jeans and a leather belt. “Hi Lydia.” she said, smiling at me.I smiled back, “Hey!” It took all of my inner strength to not express my envy of her. “Lydia, would.