“Five, four, …,” the TV audience chants.
I time my thrusts into Libby’s tight pussy with the countdown.
At “one”, the crowd roars, “Happy New Year!” and sings “Auld Lang Syne.”
I climax, shuddering from waves of pleasure. The orgasm passes. I slip free and roll off.
Nightie in disarray, thong pulled aside, my new sex doll looks beautiful, almost real. She had appeared unexpectedly on Christmas day, a gift from a mystery Santa.
I kiss Libby’s lips and whisper, “Happy New Year, baby!”
When I turn to switch off the light, a sweet female voice replies, “And to you.”
