You are going to love them.” She flashes you a coy smile that makes you think she is hiding something. She leads you back past some black curtains a...nd eventually into a odd little showroom with one padded shelf with only 4 dolls, all look absolutely perfect, you are amazed at the craftsmanship, you can’t see a single seam, and the eyes even sparkle with a depth almost eerie.“Wow, how much are they?” You say and look them over. The first is a oriental girl with long black hair in a ponytail. I guided her legs, one at a time onto my shoulders and she road my face for a bit. She squirted again and pulled off me, as she was getting to sensitive to continue.She stood in front of me rubbing her tits and looked at my cock, which was still rigid and leaking a lot of precum. She asked me if I came, and I said “No, I produce a lot of precum” she placed her finger on my cock, gathered up some precum and licked it off her finger. “MMM Yummy” she said, and then lowered her mouth onto my cock. She sighed, folded her arms on the top of the toilet's tank, and laid her head down. "Okay. But you might want to take your pants off first. You don't want to get your pants dirty." Um... right." As she listened to Kurt take his pants slowly off, her skin pebbled in goosebumps, and not from the cold. Her nipples stiffened, and she could already feel herself becoming aroused. He was going to do the nastiest thing any man had ever done to her, far worse than going down on her when she was on her. Al final, su decapitado cuerpo había huido, pateando su cabeza, a través de un portal dimensional hacía su dimensión demoniaca. Hace tres meses.Ahora. La princesa Marianna camina por la polvorienta calle principal de Annun, una pequeña ciudad en el borde del gran desierto del sur. Aunque cubierta de polvo por el viaje escoltando una pequeña caravana comercial, multitud de ojos se vuelven para observar con lujuria la impresionante princesa guerrera que se cruza en su camino. No son solo su metro.