You came to me for release. You kneel before me, pleading for one measly orgasm. It's been so very long since you were allowed to empty your poor, sore balls. I allow you to make your case, but you can't quite stay focused enough to make sense. The problem is, I'm wearing silky, sheer, tan pantyhose. They cling to my legs, hips and feet. They leave you feeling weak and aroused. Of course, I know nylons are your particular fetish, and I'm going to use them to keep you a chaste and docile little pet. There will be no orgasm for you, little man! You will, however, get to worship my pantyhose.... Show more