As the months went by I increased the kink level, pushing her boundaries, increasing the sexual tension. Soon I had become the Master and she, my wil...ing sex slave in the bedroom. It was time to leave the bedroom.A week before the story of how I brought out the inner Slut in Linda and turned her into my Fuck Toy I took her to an Irish pub on Ventura Blvd near Topanga Cyn. I had gone to her apartment and she had met me at the front door as I had instructed: in high heels and make-up...nothing. I made choicesand held opinions based on informed guesswork. I was confident that thesun would rise every morning because I couldn't conceive of a forcepowerful enough to stop the earth spinning on its axis. I put my trust inNewton's laws of motion whenever I crossed a road. I examined theavailable evidence and concluded that a man named Adolf Hitler wasresponsible for the deaths of millions of people during World War Two.[How did Hitler accomplish this? You don't want to know.]But I didn't. The fit wasn't right, but she had ordered the same cut and size. We were in a bit of a hurry, and with a casual, "Fuck it," she dropped her jeans she was wearing, and went to put on the pair that didn't fit well.Maybe she thought I'd turn around -- this was the first time she ever changed directly in front of me -- or maybe she didn't care, but as soon as those pants dropped, my eyes locked on her perfect ass. I had walked behind this ass on many a staircase. I had jerked off in panties this. Amisha held the sex doll’s penis and started putting it in and out of her asshole. She began to moan when the penis got deep inside her asshole.Amisha: Aah! Pankaj, your young cock is thicker than your uncle’s. Keep pushing it; I am starting to feel the heat now. O yes! Just like that.Myself: Pull out your juicy tits from your nightdress. I want to press them and make them feel warm too.Amisha removed the buttons and out came the big round juicy tits. She held the breast with her hand and.