

I'm dripping wet as you fuck me relentlessly, so wet that I can hear it as you use me. You fold me like a pretzel for easy access, which makes me happy as I am a fuckdoll after all so at least I am fulfilling my purpose. You pin me to the bed, firmly. Hurting me but that good kind of hurt that reminds me of who owns my holes. There's no getting away from the rhythmic pushing. I feel like I'm rising up to sync to your strokes. Feeding off it, wanting more.. the hunger growing. I feel that warmth starting to build..slowly at first... but it soon comes upon me like a tidal wave. I know I can't cum without asking permission. I'll be punished for it if I do. The "please Daddy" moans commence out of my mouth. The begging for a release, which you allow me to do so.