Kate swung the door to her bedroom shut, the click of the lock behind her a welcome sound as she kicked off her heels and padded across the plush carpet. She moved with the confident grace of a woman who knew her own power, her curves on display in the fitted dress she wore.
"Mmm, look at you," she murmured, her eyes meeting her reflection in the full-length mirror. She turned to the side, admiring the way her hips flared out, the generous gifts from Mother Nature that she had learned to embrace and appreciate. "You're a fucking goddess, Kate."
Her hands moved to the buttons of her dress, undoing them one by one as she spoke, her voice growing huskier with every word. "Look at these tits, so round and firm. And this ass, perfect for grabbing and squeezing." She slipped the dress off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her bra and underwear.
She cupped her breasts, her thumbs brushing over the lace of her bra. "These nipples are so sensitive, just begging to be touched." She pinched them, a moan escaping her lips as she did so. She moved her hand lower, slipping it under the waistband of her underwear. "And this pussy, so wet and ready for me."
Her fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow circles as she watched herself in the mirror. Her breath hitched as she did so, her moans growing louder. She slipped a finger inside herself, then two, fucking herself hard and fast as she watched.
She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came, her fingers still buried deep inside herself. She pulled them out, her eyes widening as she saw something protruding from her pussy.
"Well, hello there," she said, her voice barely above a whisper as she cupped the large, erect cock that had appeared. She stroked it, her eyes wide with amazement as she did so. She leaned forward, her lips brushing against the tip of the cock. "I didn't know you had it in you, Kate."
She straightened up, her hand still wrapped around her cock as she began to stroke it. She watched as her load shot out, landing on the discarded underwear at her feet. She laughed, the sound rich and full. "Only you, Kate. Only you could turn a simple wank into something so absurdly entertaining."
She looked back at the mirror, her cock now flaccid and still protruding from her pussy. "Man, if only they really knew," she said, her voice full of amusement. She reached up to the base of her neck, her fingers finding the seam that ran along it.
With a final pull, her head/face came off, revealing it to be a realistic silicone mask that replicated Kate's likeness perfectly. Matt looked back at the empty mask with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement. He tossed the mask onto the bed next to the bra, his fingers already working at the zipper of the skinsuit.
Once it was off, he tossed it onto the bed as well, admiring the various other masks and skinsuits in his closet. "Only me, Kate. Only me." He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "And isn't that just the best part of it all?"
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