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The underside is silk with the top a sheer lace. My nipple presses against the fabric and constantly arouses. My garters are pulled tight and stretches my stockings over my legs. I'll take one of those legs and rub your skin with it, while I run my nails over my lacey breast. How long will you be able to sit still? Be patient. I'm not the sort of girl that rushes things. Let my perfume glide over you, like soft petals. Let me whisper in your ear and feel my lips tenderly raise goosebumps on your arms.

It's only Tuesday. We've got all week.

Hugs & Kisses,

Jordan