I must say the best was feeding me, riding and squeezing my rock hard cock with her Kegels and orgasm spasms. I also got hooked on probing her inverte... nipples with my tongue and finger to get her moaning and milk flowing. The last trip she told me she had a record 9 orgasms and I had 3 explosions. I gave her couple of orgasms when she massaged my face while I massaged her firm tits and soaked pussy. She climaxed 3 times nursing and riding me, the last one when I exploded deep inside her. Then. I knew that I was becoming weaker by the day. I had heard Abigail warned that soon her baby doll would have to go away for a few days, but when she returned she would be a real baby doll. Abigail was so excited and held me so tight, rocking me in her arms. The feeling of helplessness was intense. 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. I opened my secret closet in the basement and took out Simone's outfitand her makeup and made my way to our bedroom where Simone would soonemerge. I applied peach cream foundation from Transformation by Rori's tomy smoothly shaved face and let it dry. I then worked on my eyes, heavysilver grey shadow and eyeliner encircled my upper and lower lids makingmy eyes pop. A darker shade blush came next, and then my favorite darkred lipstick was slathered on my lips making them appear very plump. ‘I know we are supposed to love our parents, and I think in some way that I do love my father, but I don’t like him at all. That dislike prevents me from ever getting close to him so I have no idea if I really love him or not. Do you find that strange, Jack?’ ‘No. I know of quite few people who feel the same. I suppose I loved my parents. My Dad was quite successful but I rarely saw him. He was always off on some business trip somewhere. He wouldn’t buy me anything until he thought I had earned.