These knee highs hold my BBW weight and have been hugging my thick calves for two days. Imagine autumn leaves crushed under my feet, that earthy musk blend. Each fibre locking in every scent. They aren’t pristine. They are worn, they are mine and they are driving you wild right now. Should I p**l them down abit and show you my skin or leave them on and let you worship my feet as they are?