Siddharth unfold the wraps and he is shocked like hell seeing the same doll he saw in museum.

It is the same doll stolen from the museum and she is in his home.

Siddharth starts sweating with nervousness.

It meant he was collided with the theif in departmental store.

He thought that he will return this doll to museum.

But he takes a long look again in this doll's eyes and again he starts feeling like he is getting attracted to this doll like any magnet 🧲 attracting an iron piece.

The clothes are change of this doll now.

Siddharth POV

I am fuming in anger because that idiot theif changed clothes of this doll.

Meant he undress her.

Ahhhhhh.... I am feeling so irritated.

He made her wear a short, which suits her actually more than the previous dress up.

Her thighs are meaty and looks so glowing in these shorts, I can see the waistband of her panty beneath this shorts and bra is in same color of panty.

I am just trying to control my hormones as I am expecting from myself to go and return this doll to the museum authority.

As I can't bring this doll with me, because anytime, anyone can catch me.

This is museum's property. But if I would touch her for last nobody will get to know.

Uhmm.... It's wrong siddharth.

I am trying to stop myself but I place my both hands on her boobs over this top or bra.

Mhmm.... After 40 hours I feel relax from my desperateness to touch those boobs once again.

I feel like to keep on squeezing with these soft bubbles like this for hours.

She can't obstruct that make her so much more attractive.

I lift up her one leg.

This is better view of her thighs to me.

Stay tuned.