Long Hair Maid Outfit Anime Mini Sex Doll Elouise 80CM

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PARAMETERS:

Item number: H3297
Specification: 80-large chest
Material: 100% Silicone with metal skeleton

Note: All specifications are approximate values.

Free gifts:
Lingerie (random style) * 1, Wig * 1, Blanket * 1, Comb * 1, Gloves * 1, Vaginal cleaner * 1, USB heating rod * 1
Note:
The clothes in the photos are NOT included in the package, we provide random style underwear.


 

Sex Doll Background Story:
Eloise wandered the meadow barefoot, a bouquet of daisies clutched in her small hands. Her pink lips were pursed in concentration as she picked her way through the grass on tiptoe, keen to avoid any hidden thorns. The pale blue dress Eloise wore fluttered around her knees in the warm breeze, chestnut locks tumbling loose down her back.
I watched in silence from the shade of a willow tree, content simply to observe Eloise at play. She turned at last, cherry mouth blooming into a smile as she caught sight of me reclining in the dappled sunlight. Eloise ran forward and threw herself into my waiting arms, daisies scattering around us in a blizzard of white petals.
"For you, my love," Eloise whispered, tucking one of the battered daisies behind my ear with a giggle. Her fingers lingered against my cheek, tracing the line of my jaw as her gaze grew serious.
Eloise leaned forward to brush her lips softly against mine. I grasped her by slender hips and pulled her into my lap, deepening our kiss. Eloise sighed into my mouth, arms twining around my neck to press her slight body close. She tasted of the wild honey we had shared at midday, sweetness I would never tire of feasting upon.
I slid my hands under the hem of Eloise's dress, fingers gliding up the silk of her thighs. Her breath caught as I claimed her most intimate place, stroking until she shuddered in my hold. Eloise tugged impatiently at my belt, loosing my need from its constraints.
We came together in a flurry of grasping hands and urgent mouths, Eloise sliding down upon me with a shuddering moan. I gazed up into her eyes, lost in their limpid depths as we rocked slow and steady. Eloise threw her head back, chestnut locks tumbling down her spine as her inner walls clenched tight around me.
When passion was spent at last we lay tangled together under our willow tree, Eloise's head pillowed on my chest. My little wood nymph, my barefoot beauty, mine alone. The meadow around us was littered with bruised petals, remnants of the innocence we had shed this day. My Eloise blossomed in my arms, no longer a bud but a rose in full bloom. I knew I wanted to keep her thus forever.