With Luna Lain!

I saunter in and allow you to gaze upon my black Wolfords before sitting down and crossing my legs. It takes a long time to go from my black high heels all the way up my long legs, but you eventually see my eye glasses looking coyly at you.

You're here to look at my stocking feet and can barely wait for my black stilettos to drop off my nylon feet. I'm a gift that is slowly unwrapped out of my coat and reveals my black opera gloves. We're edging our way to your prize.

I ask about your day while uncrossing and crossing legs. My black gloves caress m... Show more