Sleek.
Smooth.
Glossy.
I catch my
breath.
It envelops me, tighter and tighter,
squeezing
a second skin that
tantalizes
hugs
every inch
warm with the heat of my flesh.
I run my hands over my
breasts
feel the nipples grow hard against the thin
rubber
I feel
powerful.
Unstoppable.
Wet.
I want to be
worshiped, as is my due.
A latex
goddess
or
devil
depending.
Done on a dare from another noder. Blame him, not me.