Strangely enough, despite its tight grip it stuck absolutely snug to her skin. Not uncomfortable or restricting, no, quite the contrary. Yana suddenly was aware of every inch of her body. The comforting sensation had spread over and into her, even there where the latex didn‘t cover her skin. Overwhelming would have put it mildly. What previously had been merely a warm bliss touching her had become a stream of ecstasy rushing through her body. She had to gasp for some reason. Like tiny sucker cups the latex literally seemed to feed from her skin, as if the suit itself couldn‘t get enough of Yana the same way she couldn‘t get enough of the suit.As soon as the zipper was up all the way to its highest point, it disappeared behind her back, leaving no seams or trace that it was ever there. At this point she knew that something miraculous was going on and that Anna hadn‘t passed the suit on to her just because of its looks. She began posing in front of the mirror; the intensifying feeling. I picked her up from her house and went for a drive to Jumbo Point, but when we were on the way, my father called up on the cell and asked me to come back immediately. I rushed back home. Without saying anything my parents left for some place. They were in a hurry so I didnt bother much to ask them where they were going. And more cos of Natasha, as she was with me. I told her that I will drop her back and called her dad to tell what had happened but he said dont worry I shall pick her while returning from the wedding. Now she said ki lets sit your room only. I could see some mischief in her eyes.We headed towards my room. We selected a romantic CD to play and then we were on the bed lying down actually making ourselves very comfortable. As it was cold and she wasnt wearing much woolen, she took the quilt over her meanwhile we were talking. I was abt to get up to take another quilt but she stopped me by saying we can share this. So know we were really close to each other. And our legs.
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