He took a deep breath, held it and released it slowly, letting his arm remain prepared to strike. Finally he relaxed it with a disgusted wave as he st...ormed out the door and into the warm night. He’d had it with his supposed friends and their perpetual immaturity. Either he needed to find some new ones or break with her insistence that he spend at least one night a week ‘with the guys’. Most nights he sat at home on his computer, watching TV or some similarly antisocial behavior. He understood. I got a little creeped out at this point and told him I couldn't do it with him watching. He backed off and said that's ok dude, I couldn't do it the first few times but don't stop trying. He told me I won't regret it when it finally worked. It was a weird episode but since he was actually pretty cool about it, I felt comfortable trying to masterbate by myself the next few days. I laid in bed and started slowly playing with it until I remembered how my b****** did it. I grabbed it by the base. With one hand i was pressing the boob and with another hand I was pinching her waist.I was kissing her thighs and she was going up and down with each touch of my tongue.I bite her at her panty line and and i can feel the wetness in her red panties.I smelled the juice. But slowly i was pinching above thighs and moving towards her vagina.Meanwhile i was hitting my head in her boobs, i guess those must be thirty four size.. A seventeen year girl. 34 boobs. It was a treat.I was pressing her boobs.. I was exposed to this experience again quite recently. My requirement was that the rubber mask be tight, the inside of the filter removed. His requirement was that I wear a latex gimp costume, with a zipper from the top of my pubic hair to the tailbone and a leash. The mask was dark green, faded; the costume was black.Scuba-divers are very familiar with the feeling of slipping into a rubber costume – not easy. Nothing about rubber or latex is easy. But – oh my – it looks fantastic! Anybody.