Scarlet's POV
"You'll never be able to resist me, Keith. Not you or your brothers," I purr, my voice dripping with raw, unfiltered lust. My fingers trail down my stomach, teasing my wet clit as I spread my legs wider, my body trembling with anticipation.
I lick my finger slowly, savoring the taste of my own arousal, before dipping it into my pussy with a low, guttural moan.
My legs shake uncontrollably as I pump my finger deeper, faster, my eyes locked on the lifelike doll of Keith. I can't look away, not even for a second. The sight of him—his sculpted features, his piercing gaze—makes me wetter than ever.
And then, I see it. The doll's dick begins to harden, responding to my moans as if it were alive. It grows thick and veiny, and i know it's the perfect replica of the real thing. My breath hitches as I watch it rise, my pussy clenching around my fingers.
