Or sexual. Or both. In any case, more important than the original topic, at least to her. It unnerved her. She didn’t know what to say but also knew... that giving no answer was also inevitably an answer in its own right.He huffed a laugh through his nose when she stood like a deer in headlights and didn’t reply, then reached out to touch and gently tug her sleeve-covered elbow. “Come on. I’ll introduce you.”They stepped across the washing room and toward the rumbling machine that sat snug between. It comes to a stop on the beauty mark and shivers with pleasure. The index finger fills with pride as it has been given the honor of resting there, all the other fingers of the right hand itching with envy. Philippe slowly pulls his head away from Josie’s stomach with much effort, as if working against the pull of gravity. As he turns his head left, the full expanse of Josie’s beautiful stomach comes into view again. The right hand, led by the index finger, starts its journey across the plains,. I wanted to feel this entire mortal woman, so I spat into my hand and rubbed her asshole and she flinched knowing what was coming. I pulled out of her sore cunt and forced the head of my cock into her tight asshole, due to the tightness I was almost sure she was a virgin there. She kept shaking her head no as I slid into her asshole deeper and deeper. After one final push I was fully inside her asshole and began pumping away like a mad man before her asshole had a moment to adjust. She screamed. .and dressed in delicious rubber, my heart thrilled and mycock swelled in my jeans. She turned and I followed without pause. Icould hear a party going on, laughter and talking, the clink of glassesbut we moved away from it. We entered what could only be a dressingroom. My heart beat fit to bursting at the sight of all the wardrobes.Dresses, lingerie, bondage suits....rubber.....leather, all wantonly ondisplay. Was that a school girls uniform I thrilled.....and in rubber,oh be still my beating.