Crossed Legs Fetish, Touch It To My Dangling – Stella Liberty Video

Outdoors at my home, you get that familiar look—something’s on your mind. I’m casually dangling my soft tan leather flats, and there it is: that summer heat has you aching to touch. But wait, my neighbor’s right over the fence with his BBQ, and you’re straight-up swollen through your pants. Beg all you want, but we can’t risk another public display. If you’ve got to finish, do it discreetly, through your pocket. I’ll keep my flats swaying, flexing, and pumping just as your hand works you over. Hurry now—I think I hear footsteps!