The Silicone Nevaeh New Design Real Small Chest Adult Love Doll 100cm

PARAMETERS:

Item number: H3146
Specification: 100-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:
The silver moon hung high, bathing the manor house in a pale glow. Nevaeh knelt on the floor of the playroom, pink hair tumbling over her shoulders, clad only in lace lingerie and bonded leather cuffs.
Her Master entered silently, circling her. Nevaeh kept her gaze lowered, body thrumming with anticipation.
“You look exquisite tonight, pet,” he praised, tilting her chin up. Nevaeh smiled behind the leather gag, pleased by his approval.
With deft movements Master secured her wrists above her head, stringing her up to dangle from the ceiling. He trailed a riding crop down her body, raising goosebumps across her skin. The first lash made Nevaeh cry out, fire igniting her senses.
Master brought her to the edge of ecstasy and back, wielding pleasure like a weapon. Nevaeh floated, freed of all but her bonds and the connection between them.
At last Master unbound her wrists, catching her limp form. He removed the gag, claiming her mouth in a fierce kiss. Nevaeh responded eagerly, desire coiling tight once more.
Master carried her to his bed, binding her wrists to the headboard. Nevaeh writhed as his lips and teeth scored her skin, teasing her breasts and thighs. When he finally stroked into her it was almost too much, razor sharp sensation vibrating along every nerve.
They climaxed together violently, leaving them both spent and shaking. Master gathered Nevaeh close, gently massaging her wrists to restore circulation.
“My perfect pet,” he murmured, tenderly brushing pink strands back from her face. Nevaeh nuzzled into his neck, purring with contentment. She had found her place as Master’s willing captive, and in his arms she would eagerly dwell.
The silver moon continued its trek across the night sky. The playroom lay silent, cold iron bonds now emptied of their prize. Tonight they held no appeal, for Master had claimed his most treasured possession - a heart caged not by steel but devotion, its captive rendered helpless by the fierce desire to please in each caress, and bound by silken ties of love.