The unique, clingy, slightly restrictive sensation had made him instantly hard, and when she rubbed up against him in her purple rubber dress, he surp...ised them both my suddenly coming in his pants. The smooth, stretchy material seemed to be the ultimate in second skin, emphasizing the shape of the body, smoothing imperfections, and even offering a kind of isolating protection from the weather. He looked everywhere for items made of it, but to no avail. To be sure, latex dresses and rubber. The resolve lasted at least an hour but began to leak through a hole in the memory of how very good it felt. That afternoon I happened to be alone in an attic playroom and took a chance on doing it again. It was just as good and I didn’t die, so I began to think a little differently about my new activity. Before bed that night, I did it again, so enjoyed three orgasms on my Day of Discovery. All that happened during the winter of 1944. I have always felt most indebted to my cousin for my. Their first question was if they were hot, obviously. I told them they were okay and about the super hot blonde. So we dared the drummer to go invite them over for drinks. He agreed and wanted to work his magic. He went over and opened the door to find another door. He knocked quietly as we watched eagerly for a response. We all looked at each other. Then suddenly the bleach blonde swung the door open. We all leaned back a little in surprise. I got a better look at her. She was short,. He slid a hand over the front of my bikini, a finger traveling the length of my clit. Joel turned me around without asking and started kissing my neck. “Joel, right here?” I questioned. “Yeah,” Joel said, his hand reaching around me and slipping into the bottom of my bikini. He rubbed my pussy and my knees went weak as a moan escaped my mouth. Joel’s free hand found my breasts, freeing my perky boobs from the bikini top. Joel pinned me up against the wall of the pool, bending me over the pool.