After some searching I had found her. I chose the Yasmin All Glammed Up Designer Streaks doll. She was perfect. She was wearing a sexy denim and gold ...ress sort of top. She had on a pair of white leggings and black high heels. She had on a bit of pink lip gloss and light blue eyeshadow. Her long, dark brown hair was gorgeous with a purple streak through it. I wanted to buy all of the dolls there. I was having fantasies of a bratz doll orgy. I had reasoned though, and didn't blow all my money on. Yeah, and a low sperm count with no time for my conception schedule. We've missed my best time-of-the-month now six months in a row, all because of the job that made him attractive in the first place. I was pumped so full of hormones and fertility drugs I couldn't hardly think straight. My sister on the other hand had married a man who fixed cars when he could find someone to hire him and pumped gas when he couldn't. A horrible provider with a trailer house they still owed money on and a eight. It was blissful. She was so tight, It felt like a velvet vice was gripping my dick, a furnace, she was so wet I couldn't tell if it was water or cum that was lubricating my meat. I thrust forward, burying myself up to the hilt, hitting her cervix."OHHHhhhhh, Yes, Yes, More, More! Take me!"I slowly pulled out, leaving only the head in, before swinging forward and sheathing my dick inside her, eliciting a scream of ecstasy from Alice, then I started fucking her in earnest. I swung back and forth,. Sam found me; he came over and gave me a big hug, took my carryon bag and rushed me over to Mike who was standing there with a big grin on his face and his arms out. They were both tall next to me even though I was wearing heels, my heels only took me to 5’6 while Mike was an easy 6’4 and Sam was taller to him by a couple of inches. “How is Master,” Mike asked. I smiled and told him that He was fine. He sends His regards and thanks for looking after me while I am here. “Master has given me a.