Her fingernails digging into the wooden arms, her legs kicking as if she was being asphixiated. It wasn’t all that painful at first, more or less awkward really. Indian Sex Doll sighed and looked at the newest set of lingerie she had brought Amanda. Doll smirked as she pointed to the “on and off’ lever. GURLGLE… Doll giggled like a school girl as she continued. Amanda was only in the red lace pushup bra and matching thong that Doll had given her, but something about the pushup bra seemed very uncomfortable. Sit in your own piss, you’ll be dead soon enough anyway you fucking twat” doll yanked on Amanda’s pigtail. Imagining her life flashing before her eyes, but it was far from over. Smoke began to rise from the cleavage of her bra as a small tear in her right breast began to emerge.Her charcoled boobs, on the verge of bursting, began to crack open from the uncontrollabe heat emitting from her pushup bra. New pain from her tongue shot through her brain.
