I’m sure you know what elves usually do. We spend the days building treehouses, baking cookies, collecting baby teeth, and smiting the foul orc armies as they are summoned from the deep places of the earth by the fallen lord whose name cannot be spoken. A season spent pushing back the tides of wights and goblins leaves us very stressed out, so we like to decompress in a fair sylvan glade, left only to our thoughts and wandering hands. Not only does the battle against the Dark One cause us discomfort; it also hones our bodies into precision battle machines – cut and tight. I find myself alone in a serene forest clearing now, with no companion to slake my growing thirst. My hands explore the perfectly-balanced lines of my torrid figure, imagining the touch of another. He would embrace me and run his gentle hands up and down my velvety-soft Malaysia sex doll skin. My life-like body feels shockingly realistic and sexy. My man won’t want to take his hands off of me! Since I have an articulating skeleton inside me, he can put me into just about any position a real woman can assume. He can have me whenever he likes; my nethers are available for his passion at a moment’s notice. Quiet reflection is suitable for many kinds of healing, but my needs are best met by my mystery man. Could that be you?
If you find yourself deep in the forest, and you’re quiet enough, and respectful (don’t torture any squirrels, burn anything down or leave garbage all over the place), you might get lucky and see one of my people: the Falas núr, or as you call us in your tongue of Man, “Beach Elves.” My people, the wistful Beach elves, travel the deep forest in search of a beach. Once we find one, we build great towers out of fallen trees, and stand guard over all the happy forest swimming folk. We’re all trained in CPR and can revive a chipmunk without hurting it. Such is the tradition of my people. It’s a lonely existence, as there can be just one Beach elf on duty at a time. On our time away from our task, we relieve stress by rutting with wild abandon. Lucky timing – my shift is about to end! Care to fool around? I’m an amazingly realistic TPE Malaysia life size sex dolls, with a body that is soft and squeezable. You can grab me all over and feel my luscious protruding parts. My skin is supple and feels astounding. You’ll be mesmerized by my jiggling breasts, and won’t be able to take your hands off my full and ripe, peach-shaped behind! I have a high-quality internal skeleton that supports, and allows me to get into all kinds of sexy positions. Please don’t leave! Once the Bigfoot swimming lesson is over, I’m all yours!
I love seeing music played live, it’s the biggest thrill. Not only can you see the people playing, but you can feel it, vibrating the floor and making its way through your body. It makes me go crazy, and there’s nothing like it! Telling me that you play an instrument is a guaranteed conversation starter, and I stay glued to my seat. I insist on helping you set up – I’ll be one of your roadies! If you let me play the tambourine, maybe I’ll want to play with your instrument later! I’d love it if you played with me as well – I’m a sexual tyrannosaurus, a hyper-realistic Malaysia sex doll, and I know what I like! I have an internal metal skeleton, which allows me to assume every position you can imagine. My skin feels incredibly soft and life-like. You can squeeze and spank me; my breasts jiggle at the touch, and you can touch me whenever, and wherever, you want. Now let’s get this gear set up so we can play – I want to perform a cover of “Stairway to Heaven!”