

Ruined By My Red Leather Skirt
My Tight red leather skirt hugging every curve, catching the light just right. I don’t have to say much — the way I shift says everything. If you’re here just to look and not to show me you’re serious, you’re wasting my time. I smooth the skirt down slowly, making sure you see every inch. You want this? You want me? Then prove it. Now. Or step aside.