Opaque stirrup tights, leather ballet flats and a zip up black and white mini dress that is struggling to stay closed over my bulging breasts. Sitting on the fireplace, legs crossed and beginning to dangle one of the flats. Slowly but surely it loosens, and you’re ecstatic for that shoe to drop and show off my sweet little feet. One foot free to flex and stretch. The other shoe is a little more of a job to work off of my heel and begin to pop, flick, and dangle for you. Between the back and forth of the shoe, my bright red lips and the words that penetrate your ears, I’ve got your full attention. What’s next? Well, the zipper is falling and now you need to decide if you’re focused on feet or tits… Well, I’ll help you out, let me zip out of this entire thing and you can enjoy the sight of me in my tights and my bra. So you can admire my entire Goddess being. I turn around and bend over on the hearth. The ass of these tights leaves nothing to the imagination with how sheer it is and my wrinkled soles right next to it. I look at you from over my shoulder and encourage you to enjoy the view entirely. Rubbing my legs together and adjusting the waist band I ask what you like the most. I tease you from the front and then from behind again. Questioning your favorite parts and how you must love me. I display my ass and feet again for you, you can’t deny the view, it’s fucking spectacular. Right where you belong underneath me.
