And yet he still in control of this doll

He **** her to look at his fat pig ugly face of a piece of shit 13 inches shorter than her.

– Olivia, I'm hungry, cook me something quickly, now

She didn't perceive it as rude behavior at all.

– Wait Dave, I just want to find my phone because your dad could finally text me when he gets back - she pulled her face from his grip, he didn't like this behavior. He grabbed her by the forearm and dragged her like a child in a store holding its mother.

– I'm hungry, and you have to make me a meal - he said to her in the form of an order (remember that Otto has Olivia's phone)

– Find something in the fridge. I'll be back in a moment - in fact, she also felt like taking a shower instead of cooking something, because even though she rinsed her mouth, she still felt dirty, sticky for some reason and she started to smell the putrid smell again, like old fermented fish paste. If only she knew that whole swathes of yellowish toothpaste were slowly seeping into her shiny hair. Her whole ass was still mixed with cum and meatball slime.

– We'll eat a delicious meal together, and then you can bring the rest of my boxes into the room

– Dave, please, you're an adult, can't you cook something yourself? - she said it on her own, it wasn't a question in a mean tone, Olivia just wanted to know what was happening to her beloved husband

-What...?

Suddenly he let her go, she felt proud of her authority, but quickly lost any sense of control. Something happened that she didn't expect at all and she didn't know how to control it.

– Aaargh! Waah! Boohoo! - he took her completely by surprise, she didn't expect it (I didn't expect it myself) - You're so bad, you don't care about me! I thought you were different, that I could trust you, so many bad things happened to me in my life! Boo! It's not fair, why are you so selfish and terrible! Waah!

He lay on the ground, waving his legs and arms, shouting louder and more irritating sounds. He even tried **** himself to cry for a better performance of being pathetic. This fucking loser, a total waste of society, recently turned 18, and he acts like he's half that age again.

– Why you cannot be like my mom? Boo! I thought you care about me, that you want to bond with me! Aaaaarg! I will tell everything to dad how you treat me!

Olivia never had children or took care of them or had any prolonged contact with them

​Olivia never had children or took care of them or had any prolonged contact with them

​Olivia never had children or took care of them or had any prolonged contact with them, so when Otto started yelling and saying things like that, and even though the filthy bastard was already an adult, her mind decided to start seeing him as a little child that she had to take care of, in fact, to fulfill his desires. She must be his new beloved mother. Her big warm heart made of sugar, spice, and everything nice couldn't bear the suffering of her new family member, and her goal in the end was for them to like each other as much as possible... because it's all for Mark, her beloved husband, right? She questioned her goodness.

–"What am I doing, this poor soul must be very hungry and I refuse to give him a meal. How dare I question his maturity - still watching him writhe on the floor like a worm - and he doesn't have to know how to cook, that's the job of good housewives, and he praised me earlier that I was the best one on world. How am I even behaving? Shame on you Olivia"

She squats over him of course in the sluttiest way possible. Legs spread as wide as possible, feet close together, standing on tiptoes, heels just below the groin, chest pushed forward and the dump truck pushed back, pure sexuality. She wanted to cup his face, but only when she saw her hands, covered with green slime and many black wires, she put it to her nose to smell and guess what it was. The burning stench caused her to lose her balance and she fell slightly forward, but she stopped in time. She had no idea what, but in her position she couldn't reach the paper towels, and if she stood up now, Dave might take it as her rejecting him. She had to wipe it somewhere, so she chose the outer thighs. Once she felt that her hands were clean enough and her thighs were lubricated, she noticed that after regaining her balance, how close she was now crouching to him. Her gargantuan breasts completely blocked the view of his head and back, she only had a view of his hideous behind, but it was not what she saw but what she had in mind that mattered now. If she had looked closely, she might have noticed that her breasts were still covered in yellowish slop that had lost its flavor due to the water it was fighting with, but was starting to release its sour smell again, but she didn't have the time or brain cells to worry about the yellow paint of foreign origin, now the most important thing was Otto aka Dave. She grabbed his fat face gently, which was a problem due to his struggling, but calmed down once he realized where his face was. Practically in front of her kitty, 4 inches to be exact. He absorbed the scent from her shell, he knew that soon she would be his exclusively. Although he couldn't deny that the scent that emanated from the green hairy spots on the smooth skin of her belly on the sides of Olivia's navel, like hickeys after a kiss, hindered him from absorbing the pheromones from Olivia's vulva. To Olivia's obvious unawareness, he put one hand to her mouth and slobbered on his finger, lightly placed it on the triangle of the bikini covering her pussy and rubbed it in circular motions. He didn't even listen to what Olivia was saying to him in the name of apology, because he didn't care and even though she tried to have a longer conversation with him, her voice was muffled and he was looking at her sweet tits. Olivia's speech must have been long, because that orange triangle was practically smeared, and this speech? Oh well.

– Blah blah blah (I am the busty dumbass fucking slutty latina sex doll milf) blah blah blah

Olivia thought she was imparting some wisdom and that she was speaking to him. In fact, the whole situation was stupid. All Otto had in mind was her vagina, and Olivia was basically talking to his ass. The only thing that caught Otto's attention was what she said.

– I will try to make the situation between us as good as possible

She removed her hands from his cheeks so Otto knew it was time to get up, but she didn't change her position, maybe by letting him get up first she was supposed to show her remorse so that he would tower over her. So he stood over her and she was still in a voluptuous position and she smile at him sincerely, waiting for his verdict. Otto, looking at her, knew what he had to do next.