Drool. Lust after me. Yearn for a closer look. Ache to touch my legs. Feast your eyes on my gams. Drink in the sight of sixty year-old legs showing in lasting detail just what they can still do. They make you hard, don't they? I know they do. I am your archetype; the woman whose legs you imprinted on so long ago, the ones you thought about at night as you pulled on your little weenie. Did you think I didn't know? I did. I saw you watching me from your window. I put on a very sexy walk when I knew you were watching me with your inexperienced eyes, and today, I'll flaunt my old legs for your. Yo...

Drool. Lust after me. Yearn for a closer look. Ache to touch my legs. Feast your eyes on my gams. Drink in the sight of sixty year-old legs showing in lasting detail just what they can still do. They make you hard, don't they? I know they do. I am your archetype; the woman whose legs you imprinted on so long ago, the ones you thought about at night as you pulled on your little weenie. Did you think I didn't know? I did. I saw you watching me from your window. I put on a very sexy walk when I knew you were watching me with your inexperienced eyes, and today, I'll flaunt my old legs for your. You may wank without fear, sitting there watching my form on your computer monitor. See how the shredded muscles show in exquisite detail? You see the veins crawling over my feet, ankles, and shins? See how the straps on my Film Noir heels bind and cut into me? It's very sexy, isn't it? You are not a youth now, but still you have fresh memories. Enjoy your fantasy. I'll be back soon with much, much more.