She was moving at a faster pace now, truly fucking herself rather than grinding. She would bounce up and down and occasionally drop deep and her butt ...would punch my cheeks with a force that was intense. I started to feel her rhythm faulter and I knew that she was close, and I was relieved yet again. My jaw was going to fail me soon and did not want to go through that again. Right as I was having those thoughts, she grabbed two huge tight handfuls of hair on the back of my head and pulled me up. They wrapped it as tightly as possible andit stuck to the latex paint underneath. I was now encased from head totoe in a second skin of latex paint and a third skin of latex wrapping.They had devastated nearly my entire body but oddly enough my genitalswere untouched. I would have thought they would castrate me just for thefun of it. I was overjoyed that they didn't. Instead, they slipped mylimp penis into the sheath of a rubber covering. They pressed down hardand flattened my cockette and. It might be like that, but I don't know. I just know I like this, and I'm not feeling too guilty for cheating on Josh yet again.'"Oh, yes, you sexy female," I let out, pulling her hair. "Let that tongue fling around, because you want that juice, don't you? You want to be my lesbo best friend, huh? Don't worry, I have that spot vacant right now, so you can fill it for me."I saw her smile and lick my lips several times too. I couldn't keep my head down to look at her by then; I had to lean it. The dress shimmered with sequins, and looked quite glamourous. After I got some nude stockings with garters to go with, I still had about €100 left. So, I went to a sex shop to buy Ivan a toy.Next, I went to the hair salon in the hotel, had my hair done, and put up, with a pearl pin to hold it so. Then I went up to the suite, and took a shower, being careful of my hair, and applied careful, slightly-too-heavy make-up.I knew Ivan wanted to play bedroom games when he got home that afternoon, but.