Listen to this articleAlayna was my alluring love doll, a vision in her sheer lace lingerie which displayed pert rosy nipples. Tonight, my flame-haired vixen was in the throes of passion.
I found Alayna pleasuring herself on our bed, writhing and moaning. Her half-lidded eyes met mine; an invitation. I joined her eagerly.
Alayna guided my hand between her thighs. Feeling her arousal, my desire intensified. I kissed her neck, tasting her soft skin as my fingers delved into her wetness.
Alayna whimpered and grasped me tightly. Her sounds of pleasure fueled my need to satisfy her craving. My tongue traced her collarbone as my touch explored her delicate folds, seeking the sensitive bud that would unlock her climax.
When found, Alayna cried out sharply. I rubbed slow sensual circles until she shuddered in my arms, back arching in ecstasy.
I shed our remaining clothes and entered her slick heat. Alayna wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper. We moved together towards another peak.
Alayna’s hair splayed on the pillow, a scarlet halo highlighting her passion-dazed expression. She was my Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty eternal.
We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, bodies satiated. Alayna nuzzled into my neck with a contented sigh. I held her tightly to me, my sensual lover, this perfect doll I had customized to set my world on fire.
In the aftermath, I thanked my lucky stars I had found Alayna. My heart swelled with joy at this serendipitous encounter which had brought us together. Alayna was my destiny, forever by my side, ready to fulfill my every desire. My dream lover made real at last.
