Like he was missing something. It was Saturday night and I had a date with one of his coworker's and I got dressed and waited for him to pick me up. D...d was staying in that night,said he was tired and was going to bed early. "Jack" comes and picks me up,he is a older married man in his 40's and works in construction with my dad. We drive and head out to a fast food place and grab some food and head out to a local park. As we sit there in his car and eat our food he tells me he has a daughter. He had to swallow back the bile twice before thenausea stopped and in the process some of his own cum. What was left ofhis male ego was being splintered into smaller and smaller fragments. Hewas so humiliated and embarrassed, he couldn't hold up his head.After he had inserted the new tampon and cleaned up his douche kit,Matilda led him over to the bath. There she scrubbed every inch of hisbody with a natural sponge and made sure his ears were clean. Out of thetub, she patted him dry then had. I was guided to thenext room slowly as it felt I was walking on marshmallows. They werevery patient as it got even harder to move as the thick fluid must bedrying. It felt like I was in a rubber suit. Slowly the feeling startedto come back to my skin as they peeled the dried fluid off of my arms andlegs. The pins and needles sensation was really bad and I so much wantedto scream. I couldn't as my mouth was covered by the rubberize fluid.My lips were no longer glued, but I still couldn't. “I remember this lovely girl. I used to go to a bar in Birmingham, in The Midlands part of the UK. Every Friday night, the owner used to get a stripper in. He didn’t charge us anything, but we drank and spent a lot of money there, so it was his way of thanking us. It was always at about 9pm and he’d close the bar to everyone else, so it was only his regulars that got to see the girls stripping.Some girls were a bit shy, some were downright dirty. On one Friday night, at about 8.30, the phone.