You watch Me through a peephole as I rub Myself all over in my sheer stockings. I know you're there, and I don't mind. I don't say a word, just keep rubbing, until I start to tear at the stockings, too eager to feel My own perfect skin on my fingertips, and the stockings squeeze and cut into Me.

You watch Me through a peephole as I rub Myself all over in my sheer stockings. I know you're there, and I don't mind. I don't say a word, just keep rubbing, until I start to tear at the stockings, too eager to feel My own perfect skin on my fingertips, and the stockings squeeze and cut into Me.