We were out for dinner and drinks, enjoying ourselves and feeling no pain. Our conversation started to include a lot of sexual innuendos, so I took th... opportunity to bring up Mark Twain's observation that one woman could outlast several men sexually. I said it depended on the man and that I thought I could 'take on' both of them. Not expecting anything to happen, I was amazed when both my girlfriend and her bff friend 'D' agreed to my challenge. I immediately got hard thinking about this and. A man inside a full body suit made from black latex. It was fitting him tightly making him look as if he just came out of a bathtub filled with black paint. The mask he was wearing let him breathe well enough despite the two small holes under his nose. The suit itself was one whole piece with a zipper going from the back of his neck, all the way down in the middle, under his genitals and in front just under his bellybutton. He walked further inside the room slowly. He was skinny and obviously. Gwen starts yelling at him, making all kinds of a racket. You go girl!, I cheer silently at her.Then, when I feel I have everyone's attention, I let him have a glancing blow so that I can fall down. I might even get a bruise from it. I keep up my dodge by rolling around on the ground, as he starts to kick me, now that I am down. It is around now I start to think these brutes were not going to survive much longer, if I have anything to do about it.Gwen gets her courage up and jumps on his back. Toes, no. He understood my unexpected smile and continued, “If you don’t mind, can you sit the way you were sitting before?”I complied. Put my feet back but to my additional surprise, he just lowered himself to a floor sitting position and touched my toes. His feel was not uncomfortable but somehow I was feeling embarrassed. He then moved his index finger of his left hand slightly over my toes, feeling the smooth nailpolish and the tip of my toes. Ever so lightly but gently he pushed his.