This clip begins with you seeing nothing but my veiny feet. Then the camera slowly pans up my veiny shins until Mr. Cucumber comes into view. I found it in the garden of my girlfriend and was struck by how it resembled my boyfriend. Anyway, I let Mr. C run up and down my muscley calves, rolling it over and caressing it just as I do my boyfriend. You will see that the hard thing gets covered with gel and glistens more and more the longer I fondle it and let it feel all those sexy places of mine. And speaking of sexy, I cannot resist the temptation to give the thing a foot job about a minute int...

This clip begins with you seeing nothing but my veiny feet. Then the camera slowly pans up my veiny shins until Mr. Cucumber comes into view. I found it in the garden of my girlfriend and was struck by how it resembled my boyfriend. Anyway, I let Mr. C run up and down my muscley calves, rolling it over and caressing it just as I do my boyfriend. You will see that the hard thing gets covered with gel and glistens more and more the longer I fondle it and let it feel all those sexy places of mine. And speaking of sexy, I cannot resist the temptation to give the thing a foot job about a minute into the clip. You fully expect to see little seeds come spurting out the end of it! It gets even more intense when I slip on my pumps and continue stroking and squeezing the stiff thing with fine black leather. But I have more on my mind than foot jobs for Mr. C. Next, I take the thing in my hand and let it go down, down, down to that place where you can see the space between my high arch and my pump and let it linger there. Up, then, and around my bulging calf muscle, and then a sudden change of scene and I am standing, my back to you and Mr. C is poking between my legs and rubbing all around just like you would if you could. Finally, I am on my side, Mr. C between my hard calves getting the roll job of his sweet stiff life. He finds a moment where he gets a breather between the softness of my thighs and my hard calves and then I roll him again, making my calves as hard as I can, squeezing him tight, then taking him in my hand and pushing the tip of him all around my legs and up, up, up my dress to my secret place and then out where you can see him again, his hard little tip peeking out from between my legs. Sitting on the bench then, with Mr. C sliding around between my thighs, I grow mad with desire and at wits end from playacting. Then I tell my boyfriend to turn the camera off and get his cucumber out!