Look at you already. Hard and leaking just from the idea of this. Good.

Keep your hands right where I tell you.

Start stroking. Slow.

Full length, base to tip.. no rushing.

Thumb over the head every few strokes—spread that precum around. Nice and slick.

That’s it. Keep the pace steady.

You’re not allowed to speed up yet.

I want you feeling every inch, every ridge. Imagine my fingers, feet wrapping around you instead, tighter, then looser, just enough to make your hips twitch.

Faster now. Medium pace. Grip a little firmer. You’re getting close, aren’t you? That tight pull in your balls, the heat building at the base. I can see it in the way your breathing changes. Keep going. Right up to the edge.

Stop. Hands off. Completely. Don’t you dare touch. Just sit there throbbing, twitching, the head shiny and swollen. Feel how much it wants more. You’re so close the air alone almost hurts. Good.

Stay right there. Pulse and leak.

Now back on. Slow again. Just the head this time—circle, squeeze, tease that sensitive spot underneath. Then long strokes, still slow. Build it. You’re going to edge for me again. I want to watch you fight not to tip over.Faster. Full strokes. Harder. You’re right there—hips lifting, thighs tight, cock jumping in your fist. The orgasm is right under the surface, ready to explode.

Stop.Hands away. Now.

Feel that ache? That desperate throb? You’re not allowed to come. Not yet. Not until I say. And I’m not saying it. Look at how wet you are, how hard you’re straining. All that tension with nowhere to go.

Good boy

I catch you staring at me.

You know exactly what that stare does to me. It makes me picture you under my desk, face buried between my thighs while I’m trying to type, tongue dragging up my legs, sucking on my toes one by one until I’m dripping

Tell me how hard your dick gets looking at my toes, nylon clad soles, my calves, and that hairy pussy.

La zia acquisita sorprende Tommy mentre fruga nel suo cassetto di collant. Sapeva che qualcuno aveva un debole per i suoi indumenti, alcuni dei suoi paia preferiti erano spariti.

È andata avanti per un po', aveva pensato a suo nipote acquisito, è così attraente, ai suoi occhi è solo una vecchia volpe. Ha un piano...

Tu vieni e lei 💦

Il gioco di scarpe della signorina Krystal!

Il suo piede, ricoperto da collant, si inarca, perfetto.

Tutto questo è così vicino.

Stai già pulsando solo al pensiero dei miei piedi avvolti nelle calze di seta, vero?

Quel profumo muschiato, acido, femminile che ti fa cadere in ginocchio.

Ms Krystal is an excellent flight attendant.
She has done many long haul flights, and notices frequent flyers.
Krystal's co-worker leaves the jump seat, leaving Krystal all alone...
She knows you're a frequent flyer.
Things are about to get wet.

Mi rilasso semplicemente, in pose, in mio seta e collant.

Non sono a casa da molto. È stata una settimana impegnativa. So dai tuoi messaggi che mi hai molto desiderato le mie gambe di nylon e le suole.
Tutto quello a cui ho pensato è stato tu che ti masturbi. Il modo in cui il tuo cazzo si gonfia, pulsante. Le tue tette si ingrossano, si irrigidiscono. Il tuo intero corpo. Cum sulle mie suole di nylon.<\/p>"

Happy Super Bowl Sunday! I've been waiting you to come over to watch a bit of footie. Of course I mean you jerking to my nylon soles while I play with my vibrator and make a mess.

I have layers on. Cdr Eterno 9 den in natural with Smokey grey stockings with an opened bra lace garter. I get everything so wet. You’re going to clean up my mess and yours.

Alex wants the office professional play to continue. I just don't have the time today. I just can't stand knowing someone wants my nylon soles so much and deny him. Plus he's so hot when he jerks.

I'm wearing sheer tan pantyhose with slight reinforced toes. Red open toe pumps. Alex takes them off and I count him down.

Alex, has followed me back to my office. Cum to find out he has a fetish for nylon soles. My high arches, in my mules are making him so weak. The dangle, the way my arches and heels look in them. Alex get in close and starts to massage my feet. It feels so good.

He can just see that I am wearing no panties which sends him over the edge, or does it?