Yes

I followed the little bar of soap into the shower rooms, taking note of the odd decision to have a mirror running the length of one of the walls.

I picked the little bar of soap up off the ground and turned to leave the room, stopping to take a closer look at just how much make up I was wearing. I was sure I had only put a subtle amount on for the show, but the reflection staring back at me had heavy eyeshadow and bright glossy red lipstick. I reached up to feel the makeup on my face, the bright red nails visible in my reflection drawing my attention to my hands.

I moved my head back and turned my hand to look at my nails. Only to find I wasn't wearing any nail polish.

Looking back at the mirror, I could see that my reflection was no longer matching my actions. She made a marilyn monroe-esque pose and blew me a kiss with her glossy lips. As she did, I felt a flush of arousal wash over me. She then started to saunter towards me, stepping out of the mirror and caressing the side of my cheek.

The feeling of her nails sliding down along my cheek almost making me melt. She pulled me in for a passionate kiss as she started moving us both towards the wall. There was a squeak as she reached to one side, turning on the shower and letting a stream of warm water wash over both of us.

She **** one thigh between my legs, grinding into my puffy pussy lips as we continued to make out. Quickly she spun me around and pulled herself tight behind me, nipples poking into my back. She gently reached around to tease my nipples with one hand, the other sliding down past my bellybutton to toy with my clit, which was still almost big enough for her to stroke.

As a moan started to escape my lips, one of her hands shot up to cover my mouth, slipping something into my mouth that seemed to inflate, holding my jaw open.

Heat starting to build, and frustrated with her pace, I spun around, starting to lather up her body as I worked my way down, intending to lick her pussy, which had a perfect match of my puffed up lips and clit. When I tried to extend my tongue to start licking, my tongue ran into something smooth and glossy. Trying to pull it out of my mouth, I couldn't get a grip on the thing. I started to look up at the mirror version of myself, trying to ask her to help me, almost ready to beg.

She kneeled down starting to kiss along my neck. I tried to pull away from her and get her to do something to get this thing out of my mouth, but my resistance soon started to fade into the amazing sensations that ran along my neck and seemed to hit my brain directly, replacing all my worries with pleasure.

She pushed me down onto my back and moved her way teasingly down my belly, pausing around my belly button and gently licking across it before diving into my pussy. My back arched, eyes rolling into my head as the pleasure shot through me

Within a moment I was on the verge of cumming, she pulled away, leaving me on the edge as she started to kiss down along my legs, spreading an amazing massage oil down along them as she went.

She worked her way back up, focusing on teasing the inside of my upper thighs, tantalizingly close to diving back into my pussy.

''Lola! Snap out of it!'' With a thump, the stimulation suddenly stopped and I could no longer feel the woman who was between my legs. With the lust still raging inside me, I dropped one hand right between my legs, sitting up to see where she had gone.

Looking down along my body, I could see the same black fluid from the pool dripping off my body, my legs totally encased in a thick layer of the stuff.

To my side, I could see one of the black glossy dolls pinning Kristen to the ground. I tried to call out to her, but the glossy object was still stuck in my mouth.

In an attempt to move, my legs slid across each other, every inch that was covered in the glossy substance feeling amazing and making me want to fall back into bliss

''Lola!! Help!!'' Kristen called out to me again.