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The moment the latex slides over my fingers, everything changes. Smooth. Glossy. Restrictive in the most perfect way. I take my time easing each glove on, stretching the material slowly, letting you hear every soft **** and pull. My hands become something else—sleek, deliberate, powerful. I can’t help but explore. Stuffing in my pussy, Blowjobs, Anal sex... The sensation is different through latex… more intentional. Every touch lingers longer. Every movement feels more controlled. I trace along my curves, rediscovering my own body as the gloves glide effortlessly across my skin. Watching. Feeling. Letting the tension build. Latex makes everything slower. More focused. More dangerous. And once I start, I don’t want to stop. The shine. The control. The transformation. You’ll want to watch every second.