On the eve of My second husband’s funeral, I am overwhelmed with raw emotion and grief. We lived the latex lifestyle together and in his honour, I am fully dressed for the occasion in a chic latex outfit and veil. He died a sudden and mysterious death and I am now left alone to carry the burden of his loss alone. As Veuve Bellatrix I must find a way to console Myself for all the pain and suffering I feel. Taking out a small sized vibrator, I slowly start to work on making Myself feel better, just as he would have done had he still been alive.
Dealing with all the sorrow of My second husband’s death, I start massaging Myself with a vibrator to help ease the grief of his loss. In My stylish latex outfit, I push My rubber knickers to one side and start insert a glass dildo into My glistening wet pussy. As his new widow he would have wanted Me to carry on with our highly charged sex life by giving Myself a good release. Working both the glass dildo and vibrator at the same time is definitely helping Me forget – momentarily. Until I have to bring it to the next level of intensity. I need something a bit more colourful and bring out a nice clit massager.
Dressed in black latex to mourn the loss of My second husband’s passing, as his Veuve Bellatrix I feel I must let our latex lifestyle continue even though he is gone. After masturbating with a colourful vibrator and glass dildo, My juices are really flowing and the gushing noise becomes apparent, but I’m grieving and need something bigger to deal with My loss. Lubing up a large black dildo I reminisce how I used to stroke his cock. As I straddle the chair and take it balls deep in one swoop My pain becomes sheer pleasure as I wank Myself into a frenzy. But that’s not enough…I need something larger.