
The Silent XTASIS of my Perfect Rubber Mouth
The transformation is complete. I lie here, no longer Emma, but a gleaming artifact of desire. My breasts, squeezed and encased in flesh-toned rubber shells - so tight, so engorged and mercilessly compressed - feel like a part of my skin, a…

Since 8 AM in My Rubber Prison: A wonderful Rubber Day!
Today I feel my lust right down to the deepest fiber of my horny, willing flesh. Forget what You see. Feel what I feel when the rubber takes possession of my body.
I enjoy the immense, almost painful pressure that this cold, firm rubber exerts…

