I masturbate to pornographic films all the time. It started when I was little, about 8 or 9 years old. I heard about it somewhere, I don't know where, and looked up how girls masturbated because I was never taught about it in school. I remember thinking it hurt a little bit to orgasm, but it was also very comfortable. I masturbated with an electric toothbrush. I'd also heard about porn and erotica, so I tried looking it up. I found things I "liked" and got pleasure from watching them. Fast forward to a year later and I still masturbate at least once a week, using the flat of a toothbrush head like I used to. But I've never been able to orgasm on my own like I did when I watched porn. Suddenly it felt like the world was falling apart, that orgasm meant to me the process of being, the state of being alive.    One day l discovered the novelty of adult dolls in Fantasywives.com and, oh, my God, were they real people?  I was in a frenzy, begging God to give me a doll, so I searched on the Internet, I saw a muscular man doll full of testosterone, and saw an object that I longed for so much at the moment, an object that I could feel through the screen as hard as steel - a giant root.

My brain is blank, in the loss of all sense of completion of the order, after a long time waiting (because every day in the fantasy can quickly receive, with it to fill my body), finally received the goods, I was eagerly waiting for it.

Finally received the goods, I can not wait to open, in the process of unpacking, I do not realise that I am wet, perhaps my body is also looking forward to this gift, when I sit on the moment, ah... It hurt a lot, I could only hover at the front end, I tried to go further, and the whole huge root full of veins went in, ah~ pain and pleasure happened together at this moment, I didn't dare to push hard, because I only felt it was very high, stuffed to the brim, and after I became familiar with this kind of hurry up, my body involuntarily shook, yes, just like riding a horse, it seemed to be a woman's innate ability to do, and I kept on shaking my body, and I kept on asking for more and more, and the faster I pushed, the more and more I got (so good). Faster and faster (so good,, to die ah ah ah ah), as if after a long time until I had a convulsion, the whole body is weak and so soft lying on the freshly disassembled muscle man doll.  I cried, with a hint of moaning and panting.

Thank God for this product. It gave me orgasms far better than any porn or erotica ever could. God will always love me and want me to love myself , it's a self love .