"I rested my head on his shoulder since it seemed so heavy to hold it up on my own."Thanks, Don, you're the best."Then the thought hit me that Don's s...oulder was holding my head up. The confusion of reconciling my former reclining position with wherever I was now made me fidget a bit to feel around myself. "Shhhh, baby, you're with Don and you're just fine." I calmed down a little and brought my ankles in to my belly and found something blocking them. I rubbed the heels of my feet around and. So much for Plan B. Is thereare Plan C?Let's see. Whatever plan you come up with, it has to have somethingto do with the doll. That's the key to his dressing in girl's clothes.What if you let him take the doll with him when you go out to dinner?No, you've already made a rule that he can't take the doll out of thehouse. Even if you did let him, he'd pick his party dress. Think,Ginny. Yes, that's it. Jamie wears the same thing as the doll, so ifyou want him to wear the clothes you bought. Jenny must have heard, for she looked directly at me for a few moments before smiling. The up and down motion of her body didn’t skip a beat and she let out a long moan. Biting her lip, she raised one hand and, with her index finger, beckoned me inside.I hesitated only for a second. Slowly entering the room, Jenny, still being fucked by Enzo’s thick cock, looked in the direction of the lounge chair that was just to my right. I sat down and continued to watch. Jenny had now rammed her pussy down. He didn’t have to count doors; he knew the path to her room by memory. His hair was pulled back into an elastic band that he was given when he had refused to cut it, so it hung down to his shoulders when he didn’t tie it back. His hair was a blondish red, and he let it get stringy and oily to give him a grungy appearance. She had never said anything about it, but when he came to her she would run her fingers through the length, tugging gently at tangles, and rubbing his scalp with nails that.