Thigh high stockings turn me on so
I want to caress them ever so slow
The feel of your warmth under the mesh
Along with the scent of your soft flesh
Holding you close I feel your heart beat
Fondling your gifts, oh what a treat
How happy I am, this is pure bliss
I can never quite get enough of this
Stockings formed into wonderful shapes
My mind goes into erotic escapes
The view of your calves ever so long
Wrapped in your legs is where I belong