White silk stockings,
silkily sheer, from dainty well sculptured ankle to soft lily white thigh, but
those glorious legs in silky guise, although pleasing to the eye were needing
to be touched.
So he placed his
trembling hand and the stockings, delicately soft, felt so cool to the touch
beneath his palm contrasting starkly with the heat of his ardour
Smooth cool silk, temptingly tactile, a feast for hand and eye, then his hand
moved along the sensual silk road that leads to paradise.
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