"You are my hapless step-mommy once again, unintentionally arousing and corrupting me. You are going out on the town soon and babysitter is on the way - you have a black dress with the hem riding up to above your knees while sitting, bare legs and wearing shoes. The shoes are old-fashioned black, shiny high heel stilettos (same as in the 'Dangling Sexy Shoes' video). You are sitting on the side of your bed reading a magazine / book and cannot see me as I take up position a few feet in front of you. While you are reading you are occasionally crossing and uncrossing your legs, with the legs not ...

"You are my hapless step-mommy once again, unintentionally arousing and corrupting me. You are going out on the town soon and babysitter is on the way - you have a black dress with the hem riding up to above your knees while sitting, bare legs and wearing shoes. The shoes are old-fashioned black, shiny high heel stilettos (same as in the 'Dangling Sexy Shoes' video). You are sitting on the side of your bed reading a magazine / book and cannot see me as I take up position a few feet in front of you. While you are reading you are occasionally crossing and uncrossing your legs, with the legs not parting at all, but rubbing against each other as they move up and down (with your shoes sometimes coming into view). I am mesmerised by this until after a short time you notice me. You have a look of surprise and I make the excuse that I was playing secret agent and sneaking up on you. You ask me to stop messing about now as babysitter will be here soon, but desperate to see more I have already started feeling a lust ache below my tummy.

You can't believe it when I tell you - you are anxious to be ready for your taxi, but you are also concerned for me and how it will look to babysitter. You start to panic and look confused about what to do, then say there is something we can do - you don't see any harm in it as I'm going to learn to do it one day, so it may as well be now. You say we haven't got much time, so tell me to drop my trousers, kneel down and start touching my winkie. For a start, the camera view is looking up at the top of your crossed legs / shins, your face peering over your knee and down at me. This lasts for a few minutes while you are teaching me how to stroke and about the sticky "love goo" that will come out of my winkie.

When you are satisfied I know what to do, you beckon me with your finger to come closer. Camera angle changes to an extreme close up of your awesome shins expanding and contracting, as you continue what you were doing before, but slower now. Sometimes you rub your smooth legs together, other times you cross (and uncross)them, but still pressing them against each other. Sometimes, your shoes come into view and out again for extra tease. After a short while of the front view, you ask me if I want to see your calves and heels. You say "Of course you do, you naughty boy". You then stand up and turn around, leaning against bed, giving me close-up show of calf rubbing, with shoes (and heels) again, sometimes appearing. These views alternate after a couple of minutes at a time.

While you are doing this, you maintain a dialogue, saying what a naughty boy I am spying on my step-mommy's legs, reassuring me that I'm doing a good job and bombarding me with affectionate pet names. As always, you are erotic but very loving, caring and affectionate at the same time. You know that I need your tender, motherly love as much as I need to cum.

After quite a while, the camera view switches back to you peering down from over your knees. I tell you I have the strange feeling in my winkie, but I manage to say that I love you very much. You say you love me very much too. After, you say I am almost there so you are going to start a slow countdown. The camera view returns to Ex close-up front of legs / shins. With new urgency in your voice, you urge me over the edge, repeating the pet names and asking me to squirt my love goo for your legs.

After I am finished, you say how proud you are of me and that I must go and clean up, but before I leave you I bashfully ask you when you will be wearing stockings. You have another look of surprise on your face."