He thought to himself that she was just as good as any 'real' woman he had fucked; and she sure wasn't going to be telling anybody about this evening,... that's for sure; you could see the look of terror and disgust in her eyes. He might as well enjoy the rest of the evening. He started making plans to do just that.Michele lay sprawled and cowered on the bed; she saw the look on the face of the Predator as he realised what he was dealing with and she watched his face change from surprise to cruel. Fletcher."That woman had a black..." I know. I leaned down until Kelly and I were eye to eye. "Do you know what a woman's shelter is?" She hesitated, not wanting to appear stupid, then shook her head. "Sometimes guys beat up on their wives or their kids. They can come here to be safe."Kelly processed that. "Guys are jerks," she said finally."You got that right," I agreed as I straightened.The door opened, and a woman stood there. She was mid twenties and could have been a model with her golden. Michelle dips her brush into the latex once again and begins to paint over my bald pussy, completely covering it. Naomi is painting over my firm bottom, and together they have created a latex covering for me which looks similar to a strapless bathing suit. Michelle and Naomi are blowing on my skin allowing the sticky goo to dry. I am enjoying the feeling of the cool air from their lips caressing my body. The girls inspect their work very carefully. They are pleased. Michelle walks over to the. Most nights she would shower, put on her robe and panties and they lay on the couch to try and watch TV and fall asleep. I would wake her and make her go to bed. Some nights I got lucky and her robe would be open and I could see her tits and once in awhile I would get a look at her pussy through her panties. This always started my dick twitching and after I would get her off to bed I would go to my room and jerk off to the picture in my mind of her laying there on the couch.I got home after the.