I sigh. My skin feels so soft and warm under your hand. You smile as you stroke up and down my leg slowly, feeling the smoothness of my skin. Your hand glides slowly before coming to rest on my leather ankle restraint. Your fingers play with the buckle for several seconds, teasing, before finally undoing the strap. You slowly run the back of your finger nail down my ankle and across my foot, I pull away instinctively, moaning and giggling a little. I feel the feather light