The introduction of the beautiful and sexy US girl Virginia, which is a sex doll based on a real life.

09/19/2016 1 Comment(s) Virginia,

The introduction of the beautiful and sexy US girl Virginia, which is a sex doll based on a real life.

Hi guys, I am Virginia, living at Pittsburgh and I am 19 year old. I study arts at university right now. I like football, music and movie, all of that nearly spend the most of my spare time. I love to read and write I have strong passion for music I love to make people laugh and smile.

I am a submissive, shy and a little sensitive person, the most of favorite thing that I would like to do is listen to the music while I am cooking. This is me, a real life size sex doll Virginia.

Virginia 135cm Love Sex Doll

The life story of Virginia

I'm not a party girl. The earsplitting music, the gyrating bodies, the inebriated smiles - not my thing. My ideal Saturday night would be at home, snuggling on the sofa and watching a rom-com with my boyfriend, Patch. Predictable, low-key... normal. My name is Virginia, and while I used to be an average American teen, buying my clothes at the J.Crew outlet and spending my babysitting money on iTunes, normal and I have recently become perfect strangers. As in, I wouldn't know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.

Normal and I parted ways when Patch strolled into my life. Patch has seven inches on me, operates on cold, hard logic, moves like smoke, and lives alone in a supersecret, superwanky studio beneath Delphic Amusement Park. The sound of his voice, low and sexy, can melt my heart in three seconds flat. He's also a fallen angel, kicked out of heaven for his flexibility when it comes to following rules. I personally believe Patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.

I might not have normalcy, but I do have stability. Namely, in the form of my best friend of twelve years, Vee Sky. Vee and I have an unshakable bond that even a laundry list of differences can't break. They say opposites attract, and Vee and I are proof of the validity of the statement. I am slender and tallish - by human standards - with big curly hair that tests my patience, and I'm a type A personality. Vee is even taller, with ash-blond hair, serpentine-green eyes, and more curves than a roller coaster track. Almost always, Vee's wishes trump mine. And unlike me, Vee lives for a good party.

Tonight Vee's wish to seek out a good time took us across town to a four-story brick warehouse throbbing with club music, swimming with fake IDs, and jam-packed with bodies producing enough sweat to take greenhouse gases to a whole new level. The layout inside was standard: advance floor sandwiched between a stage and a bar. Rumor had it that a secret door behind the bar led to the basement, and the basement led to a man named Storky, who operated a thriving pirated anything business. Community religious leaders kept threatening to board up Coldwater's hotbed of iniquity for disorderly teens... also known as the Devil's Handbag.

"Groove it, baby," Vee yelled at me over the mindless thump, thump, thump of music, lacing her fingers through mine and swaying our hands over our heads. We were at the center of the dance floor, being jostled and bumped on every side. "This is how Saturday night's supposed to be. You and me gettin' down, letting loose, working up good ol'-fashioned girl-sweat."

I did my best to give an enthusiastic nod, but the guy behind me kept stepping on the heel of my ballet flat, and at five-second intervals, I had to shove my foot back into it. The girl to my right was dancing with her elbows out, and if I wasn't careful, I knew I'd get clipped.

"maybe we should get drinks," I called to Vee. "Feels like Florida in here."

"That's cause you and me are burning up the place. Check out the guy at the bar. He can't take his eyes off your smoking' moves." She licked her finger and pressed it to my bare shoulder, making a sizzling noise.

I followed her gaze... and my heart lurched.

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09/20/2016, 12:14:44 AM


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