Halloween Dark Devilish Nurse Sex Doll Fuck from ULOVERSDOLL

Title: A Devilish Halloween Encounter with Nurse Sex Doll
by Daemonologist

The spooky night of Halloween descended upon the quaint little town of Mystic Hollow like a shroud. Ghostly mists crept through the narrow streets as eerie howls echoed from trick-or-treaters turned devilish delinquents. Amidst the chaos, a lonely figure stirred in the sterile halls of St. Mary’s Hospital – Nurse Lola LaRouge.

Lola was an enigma to both patients and staff. Described as an exquisite beauty, she carried an air of sensual mystique. Her pillowy lips were always coated in a deep shade of burgundy lipstick, matching her ravenblack hair that tumbled in lush curls down her back. Green eyes, as piercing as a serpent’s gaze, looked out from beneath long lashes. But despite her undeniable allure, Lola kept to herself, detaching herself from the rest of the hospital’s nurses.

As the clock struck midnight, the hospital fell silent. Shadows danced macabrely on the walls while a full moon cast ghostly pale light through the windows. Lola made her way to the supply closet, swaying her wide hips clad in a tiny white miniskirt. Inside, she selected a rubber Prague Doll, a disturbingly realisticaningd sex toy. Unzipping her miniskirt, she revealed black fishnet stockings and a lacy G-string, barely covering her downy lips.

Chastely spreading the doll’s legs over her black heart-print nurse uniform, Lola rubbed the lifeless silicone vagina, saliva drooling from her mouth. “No more lonely nights,” she hissed breathlessly. “Tonight, I will fuck this doll as if it were a man. Maybe then I’ll feel something.”

With that, Lola plunged two manicured fingers into its slack orifice. Her moans reverberated off the closet walls as she fingered deeper, rotating and curling her digits to excite its artificial nerve endings. But it was an exercise in futility – a doll couldn’t possibly feel anything. Still, Lola pushed on, finger-fucking the lifeless sex toy to her limit.

Frustration mounting, Lola retrieved a thick black strap-on cock from her breast pocket. “Let’s see you ignore this, doll,” she growled, buckling the harness around her slim waist. The long strap-on protruded obscenely from her body. Resuming her vicious pounding, she slammed the rubber cock deep inside the doll with bangs of a rattling drawer.

The demonic care doll let out a mangled moan as Lola abominably shoved her dildo in and out with gusto, not caring if the whole hospital could hear her. She placed a hand on the doll’s chest, pinning it to the supply shelf as she persisted her rapid fuck. Dirt and discarded medical products rained down around them like hellfire confetti.

Lola felt a stir of sadistic lust rising in her loins. For once, she was in complete control over her partner, free to fuck it as she pleased. No more rejection, no more disappointment. The doll would submit to her whims, no questions asked.

As she continued pounding, Lola ripped open her uniform, exposing a lacy black bra cupping her full breasts. Raking her long nails across the doll’s stomach, she tore at the mesh with delicious abandon, letting her succulents swallow their prey. Teeth bared, Lola captured a nipple in her hot mouth and sucked viciously, growling like a banshee as a thin line of drool dribbled from her mouth.

“Take my cock, whore! Take it all!” Lola screamed, driving her hips forward for a particularly vicious thrust. The entire closet shook as she violated the doll’s rubber cunt. Fighting against its unkempt, knotted button, she shoved and shoved until finally, the wet pop of her strap-on lodged in the there doll’s throat.

Finger smearing condensation as she slammed paste each polished cock-socket, Lola wiped saliva against the black fishnets keeping her own soaking wet cunt. Crazed, frenzied sobs burst from her lips, impassioned and feral enough to shatter glass. Licking the adhesive glue from the shelf, she shuddered.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!” Lola screamed as a lascivious climax overtook her body, lower back arching with impossible agility like an obese octopus. Her wrist became blurry, still mashing at pane of nerve-stimulating silicon until her calves cramped and arm went numb from knuckles-deep ferocity.

“Never gonna get hard, are you, fuckdoll?” Lola was breathing heavy, her clutching fingers wobbling with post-orgasmic shivers. “I didn’t think so.” She abruptly leaned back and swept the thrashing doll off of the shelf, sending it flying against the wall with a hollow crunch.

Exhausted, Lola collapsed back onto the supply shelf, chest heaving. Toned cleavage and a stomach smeared with sex-slime stared back at her. “What fun is fucking a toy if it doesn’t fight back?” she muttered, crawling forward to yank her soaked strap-on free of the now-broken fuckdoll. Her warehouse of nightmares and conquests yawned before her, full of new recruits waiting for the taking – all lonely Halloween souls just like her.