The punk.

You pick up the punk slut and take the guitar out of her hand and set it on the coffee table in front of you while you have the television on some stupid video channel in the background. You lean back on the couch nearly flat and hold her on you making her walk on her cute little heels on your stomach. “Hi stud.” You make her say, and lift her hand up so you can shake it. Then as you make it walk your hand hits something hard under her skirt. ‘What the hell is that’ You think. Still lying you hold her above your face and look up her skirt. Under her black leather panties you notice some kind of bump. ‘Odd, what could that be, she seems so perfect.’ You think.

“So is that a stick in your pocket or are you happy to see me?” You ask the doll. Feeling a bit stupid you pull up her shirt and are amazed at the detail, her tits are perfect. You figure if she was real she would have strikingly perky D cup breasts. Then continuing your discoveries you reach carefully up her skirt and grab her panties and pull them off. Lying on your back now on the couch you hold her above your head and look up her skirt. Staring you in the face is a massive hard cock, now causing her skirt to bulge in a way you know wasn’t there a moment ago. Then suddenly.