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You love my crossed legs in pantyhose, they make you so incredibly weak. You stare and worship and obsess over your Goddess’s perfection. Look at me, crossing and uncrossing and crossing again. Every flash of the seams on my thighs making you ache even more. Teasing you with my high heels. This is the power I have over you. It’s so easy, I hardly have to try. You can’t resist, it’s like a spell has been put onto your brain, this is what you need, this is what you want. Crossing and uncrossing again and again.