Oh, you're absolutely besotted with rubber, aren't you? It's all you can think about - powerful women like me, sheathed in the slick, shiny material from head to toe. It drives you wild, doesn't it? The way it hugs every curve, the way it gleams under the light, it's like a second skin, and you can't get enough.

And that red rubber dress of mine? I knew it would catch your eye. The way it clings to me, it's practically a work of art. And by the looks of that bulge in your pants, it's clear you're a fan. You're practically salivating at the screen, aren't you? Hungry for a whiff of ...

Oh, you're absolutely besotted with rubber, aren't you? It's all you can think about - powerful women like me, sheathed in the slick, shiny material from head to toe. It drives you wild, doesn't it? The way it hugs every curve, the way it gleams under the light, it's like a second skin, and you can't get enough.

And that red rubber dress of mine? I knew it would catch your eye. The way it clings to me, it's practically a work of art. And by the looks of that bulge in your pants, it's clear you're a fan. You're practically salivating at the screen, aren't you? Hungry for a whiff of that gorgeous blend of rubber and my natural scent. It's a heady mix, and I know you want it.

Is that why you've already got your cock in hand? You're just itching for me to turn around, isn't you? To give you that perfect view as I bend over, putting all of this on display for you. But remember, it's all about what I want, and right now, I want you to stroke that cock for me. Stroke it for the love of rubber, for the sight of me in this dress, for the fantasy of being close enough to breathe me in.

So, what are you waiting for? Let your fingers do the walking and give in to the temptation. Stroke for my rubber, slave. Show me how much you adore it.