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This lolita sex starts the second you step through my doors and realize I’ve dressed up just for your satisfaction. I’m standing in the center of my palace, smoothing the sheer pink silk of this tiny babydoll over my hips. The bows on the straps are perfectly tied, but the lace cups are struggling… my heavy, busty tits are spilling over the edges, practically begging for your attention. 

I know exactly why you’re here; you’ve always been addicted to girls in these little pink fits, and seeing me like this makes it impossible for you to look away. I might look like a petite, innocent bimbo, but I know the power these soft, heavy curves have over you. You don’t waste any time. You walk straight over, your eyes locked on the way my chest heaves with every breath I take. 

I let out a soft, breathy giggle as you reach out to claim them. You hold my tits in your hands, weighing them, feeling how much they overflow your grip. I’m your favorite toy, and today, I’m ready to be used. You then grab the bottle of baby oil from the vanity, the golden liquid shimmering under the lights. You pour it slowly, watching it coat my skin until my chest is slick, glistening, and dangerously slippery. 

The scent of the oil fills the room as I rub it in, making sure every inch of my bust is primed for you. You pull me closer, and I guide you right where you want to be. I press my oiled tits together, creating a tight, wet channel for you to slide into. The friction is intense, the sound of the oil squelching between us driving you crazy. I’m just a submissive little doll, taking every thrust, watching you lose control as you bury your dick between my tits. 

I love the way you look at me… the hunger in your eyes as you realize I’m nothing more than a vessel for your pleasure. I’m here to be toyed with, slicked up, and dominated until you can’t take it anymore. The pace quickens, and I know you’re close. I tilt my head back, my mouth slightly open, waiting for the finale I deserve. When you finally erupt, you don’t hold back. 

You plaster my face with your “sticky hot cum”, the thick warmth coating my cheeks and dripping down onto the pink lace of my babydoll. I stay perfectly still, wearing your mark like the good “little slutty doll” I am. My palace is quiet now, save for our breathing, as I look at my reflection… covered in you, messy, and completely satisfied. You got exactly what you came for.

Layla

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