At first, we were a little shocked when Lady Marisa crossed her unbelievably long and charming legs. What would emerge there? The dew on a morning meadow in late summer? This pink Dirndl was so tight that we were worried she might catch a cold. However, since everyone involved was already hot enough at this sight, we decided not to increase the room temperature. Lady Marisa did that for us with her mere presence.
What then flashed out, however, was a white, fragrant pantie. Either way a fantastic sight. Quasi the end point of a journey that began at the foot and should end there in the ... Show more