[Chemical Anti-Chemistry Girl Group] Fantasy Screening Hall - My Service Game with Dolls - Gel Coat HX Control Vacuum D -

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That afternoon, I was bored in a villa with two thousand square meters in my suburbs. Since I moved in, I felt like I was isolated from the world. It was really uncomfortable to see no living person in one day. But there was nothing I could do. I had to hide here and wait for the trouble I had caused before to return to my normal life.
It’s not a solution to stay alone, it’s not good to have autism. But who can I find? I don’t have a close friend around me, and the so-called girlfriends are changed every three days. At this time, they will definitely stay away from me. I really can’t think of a better way. Why don’t I make an appointment online? I might be able to make a relationship with money?
So I searched my wallet and found a lot of group heads, peripherals, and mommy's business cards. I really don't like to find such resources, but now I have to try it.
Suddenly, I found a strange business card with the words "Doll Service Union". I'm afraid I got it at a market, so I didn't care at that time.
I tried dialing the phone with a taste of freshness. The phone was voiced by the computer. I followed the prompts and chose: latex coat, HX control several options, and the phone hung up. Then I received a system text message asking me to reply to the address, and then I received a long text message with many rules and precautions written in it. I replied to confirm without looking carefully. Then I was full of expectations and fantasy to wait for what kind of dolls to come to serve.
After 30 minutes, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw a black human figure. She was wearing a one-piece latex jacket, a patent leather waistband with a suspender, and a few belts tied to her chest, a super short leather skirt, and a pair of super high heels. She was handcuffed and handcuffed on her hands and feet, and a carry-on bag in her hand.
The most extreme thing is that her face, like a lifeless plastic model, is both beautiful and mysterious, and hits my heart.
She first said hello to me and confirmed that I was the order customer. Then she walked into the house. The high heels made a very loud sound. Judging from her walking posture, she should have been used to wearing such high heels.
I took her to an empty room, she called her master and introduced herself, and it seemed that the game had begun. Her voice was very beautiful, and it was even more fascinating to hear it through the mask. What kind of face is there under the mask?
After a few chats, the game officially began. She began to twist her body very consciously to attract me. Looking at her outfit, who could bear it, I immediately went forward and hugged her from behind, stroked her slender waist, fiddled with her hands, and touched her magical face.
The doll lady began to make waves of breathing, becoming more and more rapid. I covered her mouth and nose with my hands. This action seemed to make her feel uncomfortable, but she did not resist and let me press it hard. I felt the faint air flow through my fingers. As long as I tighten my fingers, I could feel the rhythm of her body.
I remembered that I had a choice of HX control, so I took out a plastic bag and put it on her. After tightening the elastic band on my neck, the bag naturally expanded and contracted. Every time the shrinking plastic bag was tightly attached to the mask, greatly limiting the amount of breath inhalation. After a while, the fog began to appear in the bag, and the condensed water droplets vaguely covered her face like tulle.
I couldn't help but add a vibrating toy to stimulate her breathing rhythm. She kept shaking her head to indicate that she was almost at its limit. I didn't let her go easily, but found that she had begun to be unable to stand firm. Just as I was about to help her, she was already limp in my arms. I immediately held her, quickly opened the bag, and gently placed her on the ground.
It seemed that she played her too hard when she came, but the doll lady who came to her senses said that she was OK.
So I fixed her legs on the stool and used a vibrating toy to stimulate her and screamed Liantian. It seemed that she was very sensitive to vibration.
Then I took out the heat shrink bag and quickly tightened the film with a high-temperature hair dryer. The bag wrapped her head like a vacuum packaging. It was like a doll toy that had just opened the packaging box. However, this toy would move and moan, and kept shaking her head to indicate discomfort, so I simply added a belt to fix her neck to the backrest.
The doll lady here persisted for a long time, until I found that her struggle was getting smaller and smaller, I tore open the heat shrink bag. At the moment I tore open, I didn't notice the expected big breath, but was still quite calm and motionless.
It was only after five seconds that the doll lady started to breathe again, and I felt a little relieved.
At this time, I found that liquid was constantly flowing out from the edge of her mask's neck. It seemed that the operation just now was very stuffy. Under the constraints, the call control, the stuffy, and the vibration would be like?
But the doll lady only rested for a few minutes and immediately replied to her professional qualities. She proposed that the union had a vacuum bag project and asked me to use it for her.
Of course, this kind of good thing has to be done. She curled herself and struggled to drill into a very small vacuum bag, hugged her legs and signaled to me that she could seal the edge.
The vacuum bag that was pumped out with the shiny latex coat looked very beautiful. At this time, she wanted to use a piece of processed food that could be picked up and taken away by people.
Just after I had been appreciating her figure, the doll lady's breathing began to feel very uncomfortable, but she still had the cold expression on her face. This feeling was so good. I seemed to like this doll service.
I let her out, and the 60-minute service was over, but the doll lady fell asleep so tired that she was so tired that I was quietly admiring her.
Suddenly I found that there was an electronic lock behind her, holding the mask on the back of her head. It seemed that this was a measure by the union to prevent them from taking off their masks during the service process, and it could also protect their personal privacy.
But looking at the thin wire of the electronic lock, I had a trace of evil thoughts in my heart. I was never afraid of heaven and earth and couldn't bear to be curious about her true face. While she was still asleep, I found a model pliers and gradually approached her...