Rubber gear


i really love rubber: it reflects back your own arousal and perversity - holds it inside of you and amplifies it all the more.  It holds in your own heat, slicks your skin with sweat and lube, and translates each touch or movement into overpowering sensation... When it's tight, you can feel it exerting an irresistible pressure across your skin - feeling it squeezing and caressing you within it's inescapable encasement... And in it's industrial anonymity it transforms and adapts the body - worms into your psychi and slowly changes you into it's own image...

It turns You into sex itself...





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