All posts by Sicily

Twilight Sissy

Shortly after coming to Germany, back in 2020, I started a career as a doll actress.

Unfortunately, it turned out a very, very brief career because the aspiring production company went broke so quickly that the only movie I ever starred in couldn’t even be edited, let alone published. ๐Ÿ™

I’m not too sad, though, because I married my co-star, Harry, who I had met a few months earlier. โค๏ธ

I cherish my role as a doll wife to my lovely husband and Mom to my adoptive froggy stepdaughter, Nici.
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My Name Is Bambolina… Sicily Bambolina!

People are constantly asking me about my quite unusual name. (Well, actually, they aren’t but they should be.)

My first name, Sicily, is easily explained. It’s just my name according to AS Dolls where I’m from. There’s nothing more to it.

It’s different with my last name, though. We usually don’t come with a last name, mind you.

Many dolls simply take on “Doll” as last name. I really don’t mean to offend anydoll, least of all some of my best friends who actually have “Doll” as last name.
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Sexy Spa Day

I love my spa days… ๐Ÿ™‚

My spa days usually follow the same routine. It actually begins the evening before when I lose all my clothes and get to sleep naked for a change.

(If I do get any sleep, that is. My lovely husband usually has a hard time keeping his hands to himself. ๐Ÿ˜‰ )

The next morning, at around 9 a.m., we tell our froggy daughter Nici to go play outside while Harry and I… well… go play inside. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Then it’s time for me to relax in the tub.
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Spa Day

I love my spa days… ๐Ÿ™‚

My spa days usually follow the same routine. It actually begins the evening before when I lose all my clothes and get to sleep naked for a change.

(If I do get any sleep, that is. My lovely husband usually has a hard time keeping his hands to himself. ๐Ÿ˜‰ )

The next morning, at around 9 a.m., we tell our froggy daughter Nici to go play outside while Harry and I… well… go play inside. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Then it’s time for me to relax in the tub.
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ESC Undress Rehearsal

It was quite late when we finally got to bed last night because of the Eurovision Song Contest .

Harry loved the dress I was wearing. He could hardly focus on the show as he just couldn’t take his eyes off of me.

Yet, he seemed to find it more enjoyable to help me lose it after the show was over.

Turned out it was also much easier to take it off than put it on in the first place, by the way.

Anyways, we took the opportunity for a sexy little impromptu photo shooting.
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