Filthy boy. I see you paying such close attention to my legs. I know it isn’t my ass, because you keep looking for a second or two too long once I have turned around.
It’s fine, though. I like knowing I have the chops to turn you on, even though I know you’re actually paying more attention to the stockings than my legs. Your kind is easy. A few drinks, a hand or two allowed to glide across my thighs….And then I have you. You aren’t going to argue with a thing I say, because you want to feel my stockings grazing your back as I wrap my legs around you.
This night is not going to go that way, though. You will feel my stockings, but not in the way you stocking fetish guys usually expect.
See, one of my favorite things is extreme phone sex, where I talk about a lot of… odd scenarios. See, the way this plays out is you naked, which you were planning on. What you weren’t expecting is being tied to my bed by my stockings, one for each hand. Imagine it, still warm from my body heat. You still have no idea when I slipped a pair on your legs, but you don’t care. It feels like wearing a dream.
Of course, having your legs tied by another pair of stockings to my bed posts, well, that’s a new wrinkle. Then, your head is encased in one, with tape wrapped around it immediately after. Of course, the only time the panic sets in is when the familiar feel of sexy nylon starts to tighten around your neck….
Just ask for Cougar Jillian when your ready to explore your stocking fetish.
