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I hung there in the dark for a moment, water making its way down my body and around me to drop off the loofah to the tub down below. To say I was sore was an understatement, wondering how my limbs were still attached. The sound of booming footsteps told me of her approach but the sudden light from my ex flipping on the light still surprised me. She closed the door behind her, making her way over to the tub. My heart ran cold as her hand reached out for me, pulling me off the loofah. She stood there for a moment, a look of puzzlement on her face till she turned on her heel, a smirk on her face. She walked to her bedroom, digging through a drawer till her hand came back with a thing of glue. She hurried towards the kitchen, looking around for her sister and around the corners. Pulling out one of the chairs, she quickly covered my body with the glue and placed me down on the seat, covering the rest of my body so only my head was sticking out of quickly hardening substance. Her breath was stale and warm as she blew over me, making the glue dry faster. Something made a noise in the hallway, making her stand up and then around, sitting down on the chair with such **** that every passing split second I was going to pop. The freighting part was that I felt the glue ooz out from around me, not hard yet. I heard some muffled talking, my ex standing up as she continued to talk, "...Yeah of course, I'll help you." Unaware to her though, I was securely glued to her ass to her underwear right near the bottom of her pussy lips. As she walked, her thick thighs grinded me back and forth, her pussy still smelling musky even though she just got out of the shower.