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When Trym poked Frederik's chin with his rubber-smelling diving glove after the dive, a huge amount of happiness hormones flowed through Frederik's body
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He stands there, the glint of polished rubber reflecting off his perfectly sculpted muscles.🔥 This isn’t just any suit—no, this black latex masterpiece is designed to enhance every sensation, every breath, every movement. It clings to him, molding to every curve and line, amplifying the power of his physique.💪 But it's the thin layer over his nipples that draws his focus.👅
That almost-transparent stretch of rubber? It teases him, making each brush of the fabric against his skin an electric shock of arousal. His chest heaves as he feels the tightness intensify, his nipples hardening beneath the touch of the slick material, so close to being fully exposed, yet just out of reach.💦 Every flex, every laugh, sends waves of temptation through his body. The rubber grips him, heightening every sensation, urging him to explore the limits of his pleasure.
It’s more than just a suit—it’s an extension of his desire, designed to make him feel powerful, desired, and utterly captivated by his own reflection.🔥 You can almost see the excitement in his eyes, the rush of adrenaline as the latex hugs him tighter. Could you resist the temptation to reach out, to feel that smooth, perfect surface beneath your hands?😈
Tap ❤️ if his arousal draws you in, and tell me—would you be able to resist the urge to explore every inch of that rubber-covered body?👇✨
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