Iris

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25 yr elderly Iris is back at The Attic because we like her. We like her enduring and her apologetic attitude to everything. Every time I witness this dame Neil Young's "Harvest Moon" comes to mind. Wash that jack-off towel because we're about to get started. She commences her day off in the spandex vacuum bag. She had told me last visit that she truly wanted to check it out. So check it out we did. Once she is blown in --sucked in until she looks like a spandex statue lounging on the ground-- I glisten her up. Every last detail of her body is obvious thru the latex. From the individual strands of her hair to her puffies nailing up off her tits. Every last detail of her fingernails up to the motion of her breath in and out of her body, she's encased in luscious latex. Discernible latex. When the Electro-hitachi hits her cunt she gives us a jolt. She squeals a bit. She commences to shake. I ask her if it feels supreme and all she can get out is an "Uh huh" with lots of hasty breathing. Sighing so prompt you'd think she'd had a bout with salmonella poisoning. She dollars around. When I ask her if she enjoys the bed she mumbles something about wanting one. Her body is frequently quivering, frequently undulating underneath the shiny latex. I give her 30 seconds to suck her fallopian tube.