Amy is waiting in Matron’s room, as she waits she spots the box of latex gloves on the desk. She cannot resist taking one and stretching it, sniffing the latex as she does. She has a look in the drawers and finds some more gloves, green latex. As she slips them on over her hands she starts to strip, she wants to feel the latex closer to her skin. She runs her latex hands over her inner thighs; they feel smooth as they glide over her skin. As she slips off her shirt & tie she has an urge to rip the latex and she tears through the gloves with her long nails, pulling them off her hands, but sh... Show more