Clip request (no names): I am a detective who is investigating the disappearance of several men over the past few months. A common link between them all is that they began dating you shortly before they disappeared. I arrive at your house to ask you some questions. You are dressed black-widow style, all black, with stockings and long black satin gloves. As I question you, you slowly key into my weakness for nylon legs, and you begin to tease me with your legs, crossing and uncrossing them, tapping your foot, walking around, etc., heavily distracting me. You claim to be innocent, expressing...

Clip request (no names): I am a detective who is investigating the disappearance of several men over the past few months. A common link between them all is that they began dating you shortly before they disappeared. I arrive at your house to ask you some questions. You are dressed black-widow style, all black, with stockings and long black satin gloves. As I question you, you slowly key into my weakness for nylon legs, and you begin to tease me with your legs, crossing and uncrossing them, tapping your foot, walking around, etc., heavily distracting me. You claim to be innocent, expressing how tragic it is what happened to those poor men, hoping they get found safely, etc. Eventually you confront me about my staring, and tell me not to be embarrassed, you catch men staring at your gorgeous legs all the time. You offer to allow me to stroke to them, insisting that you don't mind at all. As I stroke, you begin to take more and more control, ordering me on my knees, having me kiss your foot, calling me a good boy, etc. As I approach orgasm you convince me to handcuff myself, insisting that it would be even more fun. Once I've done this, you laugh at how easy it was to fool me. You reveal the truth, that you are responsible for all those disappearances, and that you've been seducing and draining men of their finances before disposing of them once they're spent. You revel at how easily we fall under your control, how foolish we are, etc. Finally you tell me that you'll have to get rid of me as well to eliminate any trail. You slowly approach the camera and reach in with your gloved hands around my throat, gently shushing me and asking me not to struggle, insisting that it will all be over soon. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Buy my clips for at least 300usd in one order and get a custom clip for free. Email me after the purchase.