Gazing at the slender, beautiful leg that approached him, Elias was momentarily stunned, uncertain of her intentions.
He slowly lifted his head to meet Olivia's superior gaze, tinged with a hint of mockery. "What are you waiting for? Take it off!"
"Ah? Oh..."
With explicit permission, Elias's gaze instantly ignited with fervor.
He cradled the slightly raised leg, his palm gently caressing the silky texture of the black stockings, feeling smooth with a hint of subtle friction.
A gentle press revealed a trace of body warmth and the balanced, full curve of her calf.
Elias grew more audacious in his kneading, as if he had discovered a treasure.
"How is this punishment?" he thought. If this was punishment, let him suffer it every day!
Elias was willing to bear this misfortune and humiliation.
Observing Elias's growing excitement, Olivia's eyes displayed a hint of disdain.
"I told you to take it off, not to touch!"
