. let me guess... Gem?”“No Glitter.”“Figures. My real name is Clare and I let the men call me Clare. I like older men. I know, strange, but I ...o hope to fall in love with someone not to old and move on. Anyway get a shower, I’m just across the hall and my door is always open, even if I’m playing with myself.” With that and a wink she was gone. I stepped into the shower and took my clothes off gently shaking each one into the tub basin. I took the shower head and washed the dirt and grime down. The exquisite torture moved higher, deftly avoiding her nipples. It was gone for a second, and then was at her neck. She shook as it found her ears, and played. As it crossed her lips, she realized it was a large feather. And then it was gone. She was left panting, helpless, and wondering where she would feel it’s next soft agony. She gasped loudly as it found the ultra sensitive spaces between her toes.It teased over and over them, never repeating the same pattern. Each served only to add more. Only the villain wasn’t punching her…he was kissing her. She could really feel the lips on her neck and she shivered in delight. She was cradled in a pair of strong arms and she could smell Ben’s cologne on the pillow beneath her head. The villain in her dream looked alot like him. She dreamed of kissing him on his lips and hearing him tell her he loved her. A thrill raced through her young body. She’d kissed a few boys before, but never as much as she’d wanted to. All she had was her fantasies. Since the doll didn’t feel like plastic and more like skin it I felt cum shoot right out me within seconds and I kept shooting cum. It was the most cum I released ever. I saw the doll covered in cum and I just I needed wash it before giving it to Lizzie, so I set the doll on my nightstand and laid back and fell asleep.***At midnight, a very humid and warm breeze comes through my opened window and there was rattling throughout my room and the house. Then, there was this bright bluish light.