You love my legs, don’t you? Every curve, every line I show off in those tight leggings makes you ache with need. Stare, kneel, and worship everything I slip on my legs, because I love to watch you get lost in fabric and muscle.
Follow my directions exactly. Lick, kiss, sniff, praise, and beg for the next command. I’ll tease you until you’re trembling at my feet, and if you obey, I might reward you with more than just a glimpse of what’s under the leggings.