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<blockquote data-quote="Mistress Legs" data-source="post: 136676" data-attributes="member: 20331"><p>I sat down without acknowledging him. The chair was comfortable, the light from the window was soft, and my phone was already in my hand. His face simply happened to be the most convenient place for my feet.</p><p></p><p>Sheer nude stockings stretched over my legs, white soles resting heavily on his cheek and forehead. I scrolled slowly, occasionally shifting my weight, dragging my toes across his skin when an itch appeared. Nothing more.</p><p></p><p>He stayed perfectly still beneath me - warm, silent, useful. Exactly how furniture should behave.</p><p></p><p>I didn’t speak to him. I didn’t look at him. I just existed above him, completely absorbed in my own world, while he served the only purpose he has ever been good for.</p><p></p><p>[ATTACH=full]835579[/ATTACH]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Mistress Legs, post: 136676, member: 20331"] I sat down without acknowledging him. The chair was comfortable, the light from the window was soft, and my phone was already in my hand. His face simply happened to be the most convenient place for my feet. Sheer nude stockings stretched over my legs, white soles resting heavily on his cheek and forehead. I scrolled slowly, occasionally shifting my weight, dragging my toes across his skin when an itch appeared. Nothing more. He stayed perfectly still beneath me - warm, silent, useful. Exactly how furniture should behave. I didn’t speak to him. I didn’t look at him. I just existed above him, completely absorbed in my own world, while he served the only purpose he has ever been good for. [ATTACH type="full"]835579[/ATTACH] [/QUOTE]
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