All I have to do is say the word, "gloves" and I see a response in you. It's no secret I share your fetish. Latex gloves are a feast for the senses. The look, feel, smell, and even taste of the latex makes pulses rise and pupils dilate. As I slide on my latex gloves, I could be completely selfish-making you merely watch my excitement. In yearning for closer contact, eventually you'll be allowed to worship my latex gloved fingers. How often do we get to indulge together?