Dana s Little Doll
Dana's Little Doll By Apathy Lush His pitiful high-pitched whimpers fed an inescapable loop. The more he heard his own squealing little noises, the more he continued. And the more ridiculous he felt. The cries of a pubescent Barbie doll spluttered from his throat, the tone completely alien to him. He felt his penis stirring again. Seconds later, coming to a feeble, quivering, half-hearted insult of an erection. "Oh, it's still trying!" Dana stroked Ryan's member with a long...