Perfect in latex

Sinead knows exactly what she’s doing in latex. The tight, glossy second skin clings to her long legs, cups the soft swell of her tits, and rides high between the cheeks of her ass. Every curve is polished to a mirror shine. She stretches out on the bed, blonde hair spilling over the pillows, and lets one hand drift between her thighs. The latex warms under her touch. Her fingers slip beneath the crotch piece and she strokes slow circles over her clit, hips rolling with each lazy pass. The material creaks softly when she spreads wider. She pinches a nipple through the glossy layer, moans, and sinks two fingers inside. Slick sounds mix with her breathing. When she comes her thighs shake, the latex pulled taut across her shaking body, and she lies there breathing hard, still perfect.