“I seldom masturbate,” reveals lovely, mature Alicia. “I prefer the sweet pain of abstinence. When I do pleasure myself, it’s an ongoing wave of ecstasy. You, I assume, have no such control. You look at dirty pictures and feel an overwhelming compulsion to touch yourself. Well, go ahead. But, I tell you, your orgasms would be stronger if you could hold off. Why don’t we play a little game? Enjoy this magazine, look at all the photos, but don’t touch yourself-yet.”

Soccer-socked sweetheart Anastasia Lee is very young–but very open to experimentation. “I’m new to the whole fetish thing,” she tells us, “but I’m ready to try anything and everything!” Won’t you cum with her on her sexual journey?

Tiny sex kitten Tia (she’s only five-foot-nothing!) has prepared a special evening for you with her toes as dessert!

Mademoiselle Simone is yet another LegSex lady who is an exhibitionist at heart. “Sex outside is so exciting,” she confides. As are you, cher Simone!

Do MILFy Caelea’s metal-heeled boots turn you on? How about her sheer thigh highs? Well, the mere act of putting them on stirs her desires into such a frenzy, she simply must relieve herself right now. You may watch and do to same.

I was raised in Southern suburbia, not too religious, not too right wing. But my next-door neighbor, Shania, was a raging holy roller. I’d known her ever since I was little, and she always scared me just a little a bit. It wasn’t until I turned 19 and was home on a college break that I realized that holy roller Shania was beautiful. I mean, a knockout. Big tits. A nice, round ass. And legs you’d die–and kill–for.

“When I appeared in the April ‘05 issue of Leg Sex, I was such an innocent,” says saucy Theresa. “I was a brunette and a spoiled Daddy’s girl. Now, I’m a redhead, still spoiled, but much more my own woman. Back then, I only dated older men, and I loved to exercise complete control over them. I still enjoy that, but now I like to order younger men around, too. And Leg Sex readers! In fact, I would like you men out there to start touching yourself through your pants.”

What could be prettier and more exciting than an enthusiastic young lady with pretty little peds frolicking on the shore? Not much, you’ll agree once you see lithe Jessica splash around the sand!

We don’t know much about the wickedly lovely Alexsandra. We do know some of her vital statistics, height, shoe size, etc. We do know she was brought to our attention by the incomparable Ingela, the leg model/icon turned fabulous photographer of fetish superstars. But an Internet search yields nothing about this sultry beauty. So, we’ve just had to fill in the blanks about this international woman of mystery ourselves. As far as we are concerned (in our fetid imaginings, that is), Alexsandra was orphaned in some small, Iron Curtain country after the fall of Communism. She was raised in an international orphanage for spies–but went bad early on. The girl was uncontrollable–and the woman even more so.