As she was on bit heavier side so we changed our position and I came on top of her in 69. Now her clean shaven pussy was being eaten and played by me ...nd she was busy working with my genitals. I was putting my tongue on top of her outer labia and tickling her using my teeth. She was just making horny sound and using abusive words like, u fucking bastard, make me your whore today, eat my pussy , put your tongue deeper and deeper inside my chut.I m just dying for getting something hot inside me,. My existence of being fed, winded, nappy changed, bathed and dressed was totally controlled by the girl that owned the doll, and I was the doll.Some days she would get up and forget her doll. The cot that I slept in was in her bedroom. She would find something else to amuse her and sometime during the day her mother would change my nappy and feed me and put me back in the cot. I could tell that her mother had sympathy for me but the happiness of the daughter she had always wanted was the most. He is completely a top man who never touches my cock, but that is ok, I can jack off. The fact of the matter is, I love the way his cock makes me feel. I love being his girlfriend and I’ll do whatever he says. I met him at a bar one Friday night after I had a few drinks. I was standing by the pool table waiting on my turn, when I saw Mike walk into the bar. I was scared of him as soon as I saw him. He is a white man about my age or so who stands 6'2, 250 pounds, and all of it is muscle. No fat. As I walked towards the locker room I silently cursed myself for a missed opportunity to see her face. After changing into proper attire I casually walked out of the locker room and headed toward the courts. On the way I stopped to grab a swig of water from the fountain. As I stood up from my drink and turned around I was gripped by the aroma once more. In an instant my mind was made up that I must see this woman. I had turned into a bloodhound; I trailed her scent across the gym until I found.