I unwrap you slowly, one tease at a time… Tonight’s 12 Days of Christmas secret finally comes out of hiding. I stay in control as I peel off my pantyhose inch by inch, smiling while you ache. Every movement is deliberate, soft fabric, bare legs, denial tightening with every second. You don’t get release. You get permission to watch, to want, to wait. This was locked inside my 2025 Advent for a reason… and once you start, you’ll understand why stopping isn’t an option.
