Perfect Fuckdoll
Your plump lips are slightly open and drooling onto your chest, now clean of hair. You feel an incredible emptiness inside your mouth, like it *has* to have something inside of it. Even as you started to realize what that is, a large, thick, dark silicon cock swivels into view, soft and textured, and slips effortlessly through your pillowy lips. As it presses against the back of your throat, you gag once, and then feel your throat relax and open, feel it slide down you until your neck bulges a little bit. It is soft enough to allow your head to slump forward again, but you can still see the traces of it.
Your nasal passages open wide, sucking in clean air, and you realize that your arousal is building to a full edge, all without being touched. It feels like someone has been stroking you off and has their finger lightly at the base of your frenulum.
The base of the cock is attached to two straps, each of which are literally buttoned onto the piercings in your cheek, holding it all the way inside. In your mouth, the meaty silicon tastes like strawberries and sex, and while it feels violating, it is overloading your brain with how good it fits inside you and how much it demands of your throat.