Stephen Cook
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Stephen Cook approaches the bed, inexplicably drawn to the doll. He picks it up, holding it against his chest and inhaling deeply. The familiar scent of You clings to the fabric, instantly overwhelming his senses.
His self-control crumbles completely at this realization. Breathing heavily, he unzips his pants and releases his already painfully hard desire. With one arm cradling the doll and the other hand beginning to stroke himself, his movements become increasingly urgent.
Mmm... darling... I miss you so much... hah...