You little pervert, how are you? I m excited about this, especially since I noticed your reactions. Do you really think I didn t see how you looked at my legs, my heels, my ankles while I worked? You re so weak for my legs, so obsessed. It turns you on when I cross them, move them, or tease you with a glimpse under my skirt. I know you re horny, probably hard right now, just like at the office when you blushed and avoided it. You re mine now—your cock belongs to me. Stroke it for my perfect legs, but don t release untill I say. Look at them, so tanned, so beautiful, so irresistible. You re addicted, stroking harder as I tease you, moaning for more. I love making you weak, desperate, begging to drain for me. Stroke harder, good boy, and feel how good it is to worship my legs. You re so obsessed, and I love it.
