Kumi can’t wait to unpack the shipment from London. A crate of fresh
latex is catnip to her. Padding through the warehouse, she quickly
pries off the correct lid, stays breathless at the sheer aspect of what’s inside.
Her tilted eyes go right to the teal rubber ensemble. Imagining it
on her golden body, she starts the lubrication process from the
inside. Getting naked in an instant, Kumi reaches for the bottle of body glide
and continues on her exterior surfaces, polishing them until they gleam
with the silicone solution. This will make the ultratight stockings and
kinky dress slide on so much more easily. Taking her time, she
confidently smoothes the stockings up her legs, then wriggles into the
dress, such as it is. The hem is so short, it doesn’t even cover her
ass cheeks when she bends over, and the neckline puts her tits on full
display. Shaved everywhere, the rubber rides on her dusky skin almost
frictionlessly. Looking at herself in the mirror, Kumi is overcome by
smooth perfection before her eyes. All is packed in just so,
shiny on the outside, wet on the inside. Her fingers helplessly roam
under the high hemline. Positively dripping under there-and not all
from sweat by any means. The acute, constant pressure and rising heat
where the latex touches her inspires her naughty fingers. No need for
additional lubrication in there. A few seconds of rough clit rubbing,
and the dress is down around her knees, and she’s pumping herself
toward climax. That’s just when he comes in, smiling at her
embarrassment. They know just how to tempt each other.
