Alongside Mistress Alexandra Wildfire we have 2 latex gimps wrapped in tight latex rest sacks, waiting. Both covered from head to toe, inescapable. We pick which ones we start to torment. You can only see the look of fear in their eyes, the unexpected. Not knowing what's coming for them, we start by sitting on their faces, barely able to breath. We slowly start to play with their cocks, teasing and getting them hard, very very hard. Playing with their breath, laughing at the fact that they have no control over the situation, smothered under our asses. Teasing them, over and over again, edging those cocks. As they throb we play harder and harder, they are close, struggling in the latex, you can hear the moans. Ordered to worship our latex clad bums, as we toy more and more. Do we give them a release or leave them frustrated? They have no idea.