I hope Devin brought my new doll.” Mike was shoving tissues up his sister’s gaping hole as he talked. Outside the house, Mindy’s peaceful neighborhood was a minefield of mistaken identity. The once sharp pain of penetration was dull and constant after a few months of being tossed around like a doll and kept from getting any rest. With all the energy she had left, Mindy moaned. They concluded that they had unlocked a secret personality. See you at eight.”
“Did you hear what I said?!” Mindy was staring at her brother’s hands, still glued in her tits. And I’m clean already.”
“I don’t want to be an asshole about this,” Mike said with a tighter grip on her slippery tits. After her unfortunate kidnapping, flesh-and-blood Mindy was worn out enough to pass for Mike’s old broken-down cum rag.
