Who knows? It fit around my body, encasing my arms, legs, head, neck and torso in a motley collection of subassemblies which had been designed for some entirely different purpose. Sex The adjustable air bladders located throughout the suit held me so softly that it was like lying in the most comfortable bed ever created. My first indication of a problem was when the suit began to bend in the middle. or complete.”
“I thought you’d say that,” she said sweetly, “but we’d better wait a few seconds so we both start at the same point.” She smiled again and said, “Don’t you think that’s fair?”
“Yes!” I said, then yelled “NO!” when I realized what she had actually just said. After about a minute, the tube began sliding slowly on my prick. I must have passed out or something because the next thing I remember, Tiffany was working the remote and the suit was bringing me back to the standing position. “Open wide,” Tiffany said with a giggle as the ram touched my lips. When I felt that, though, I knew who had to be controlling the machine. I mumbled something and stepped away from the suit.
