Standing tall in my elegant white blazer, with nothing underneath but my bare, soft skin and seductive fishnet stockings, I begin a slow, teasing reveal. The anticipation builds as I part my jacket, exposing the curves beneath. My delicate fingers trace over my body, exploring my own softness as I lock eyes with you, silently inviting you deeper into my game. My hands glide over my breasts, squeezing them, teasing my nipples until they harden under my touch. I let out soft, breathy moans, enjoying every second of my own seduction. My jacket slips further open, giving you glimpses of what you crave, but never all at once—I want to keep you on the edge, desperate for more. Sliding one hand lower, I begin to caress my most sensitive spot, letting my body arch in pleasure. Every movement is slow, deliberate, meant to drive you wild. I know you're watching, imagining yourself in my place, feeling my warmth, tasting my skin. Can you handle watching me pleasure myself, or will you give in to your deepest desires?