Hairy Legs Worship: Goddess CEI Devotion
Legs first, everything else after. Rita Peach lets you kneel and look, and she does not let you touch until you have proven you appreciate the fuzz properly. Fingers, lips, tongue, slow along the shin and up behind the knee while she watches and judges your technique.
Her voice stays cool the whole time, half praise and half orders, and she keeps reminding you who is in charge of the pace. You are told where to kiss, how long to linger, when to breathe. It builds slowly, deliberately, until she finally gives permission and starts guiding the end with a countdown in that flat, unhurried tone. Then the instruction you came for, delivered plainly while you are still shaking, and you do exactly as told.



