You wanted to be my doll because you wanted to play with me for a little while. If it is, that’s okay. I wanted to play with you too. ‘Of course, ...e both know that whenever someone plays with a doll like you, one of the things they always seem to want to do is take off all its clothes. It’s just a silly, normal, playful impulse. If a doll has removable clothes-and it certainly seems like you do-then it’s just second nature to take everything off as part of that play. You can imagine me now,. She was a bit worried about her thicker than desired middle, but figured that since she wasn't looking for a mate yet, she could diet later. When she had parked her car and got out to look at the house, her impression of Mr. Song Chuan Jiang had to be raised quite a few notches. The wide expanse of the house from left to right belied the depth of it as she looked unabashedly through the untreated windows and could see plenty of house before exiting onto a patio with swimming pool, in back and a. She watched as he bent her left elbow to massage the forearm. The sight of his enormous black hands, the dark skin contrasting so vividly against her white flesh, sent an erotic jolt through her senses. Again she felt her pussy begin to react.But this time she tried to enjoy it. Why shouldn't she? Why shouldn't she take pleasure in the attentions of an attractive younger man? How was this any different than a man enjoying a lap dance at a strip club?But the relaxation proved short-lived. To her. ‘Please don’t come to my workplace to fuck me again,’ she moaned, bracing herself against the filing cabinet. ‘It’s going to take me too long to get myself together again after this, Eric. I need to look like a professional accountant.’ ‘You’re a star worker, they’ll believe it if you make up an excuse,’ he said naughtily in her ear, biting at it. He was like the little devil sitting on her shoulder—or, at the moment, plunging balls deep inside her tight pussy. ‘Besides,’ he added, twisting his.