Bentley: Backroom Boudoir Sex Doll — The “Oh, This Is My Life Now” Review

When You Unbox a Blonde Bombshell (And Wonder How You Got Here)

There’s this moment. You’re standing in your living room, cardboard box at your feet, and you realize—oh, right, I ordered the Bentley Backroom Boudoir Sex Doll. Three weeks ago? Feels like a lifetime. And now here she is: 5’5” of SS-Series WM Doll engineering, C-cup and all. The shipping box is so plain it’s almost suspicious—like someone tried too hard to be discreet. Not even a logo. Just brown tape and existential dread.

You open her up anyway.

Silicone Head, TPE Body — Wait, Her Jaw Moves?

I have to admit: there was one thing that caught me off guard. The head is silicone (not just any old plastic), and when you touch her face… yeah, it feels weirdly real. But then you try the jaw—moveable! Like an action figure for adults who’ve given up on Star Wars collectibles and just want something less judgmental in their apartment.

She’s technically a hybrid: S-TPE body (soft but not sticky) with that silicone head for more realistic facial features. It’s all very “absolute sex dolls” territory—high-end stuff if you care about those things. Which apparently I do now.

Numbers That Make You Go Huh

Let’s talk measurements because someone out there cares deeply about this:

• Height: 166 cm (that’s 5’5”, which means she fits in most closets)
• Weight: 73 lbs (33kg) — surprisingly heavy when you’re dragging her from bedroom to bathroom
• Bust: 32/20.8/33 inches

But then there are the hole depths—which nobody warns you about until you read the fine print:

• Vagina & Anus: both go about 6.7 inches deep
• Mouth: just over 5 inches (the moveable jaw isn’t all talk)

I remember thinking… huh, people really measure these things? Then again, maybe they should.

A Quick Detour Into Practicality

Here’s where my brain checked out completely—the logistics of owning Bentley. She requires two weeks processing time plus another week for shipping; three weeks total if everything goes smoothly (mine arrived on day nineteen). Also free international shipping? Not bad—I guess absolute sex dolls aren’t messing around with customs fees.

The packaging is so nondescript it almost dares your neighbors to ask questions they’ll regret later.

Uh… Real Oral Sex?

Let me just say it bluntly—because subtlety left the chat long ago—the real oral sex feature works as advertised thanks to that moveable jaw thingy. There’s something oddly clinical about reading “oral sex is possible,” but here we are anyway.

Vaginal and anal options too; basically every scenario covered except maybe emotional intimacy or tax advice.

Living With Her (Or At Least Trying To)

Some days I’d walk past her propped up against the wall in my bedroom and forget she was there until I nearly tripped over a foot sticking out from under a blanket. She doesn’t complain though—that’s probably her best feature? No small talk required unless you start talking to yourself—which happens more often than anyone admits.

Weirdly enough, after a while she starts blending into the background noise of life alongside piles of laundry or that half-eaten sandwich on your desk.

What Nobody Mentions Until It’s Too Late

Honestly—not that word again—you don’t realize how much space a full-size doll takes up until she arrives. Closets suddenly seem smaller; beds feel crowded; even your car trunk isn’t safe anymore if you ever try to take her anywhere (don’t). There are moments where it feels less like owning an object and more like housing an unusually quiet roommate who never leaves dishes in the sink but also never pays rent.

Anyway—

Bentley does what she promises on paper—and looks pretty convincing doing it—but sometimes I wonder what future archaeologists will think when they dig us up surrounded by blonde hybrids with moveable jaws and meticulously measured holes.

And then I stop wondering because honestly, there are better ways to spend an afternoon than spiraling down that particular rabbit hole again…