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Title: The Pantyhose Domination – My Petty Revenge on Dad

Okay, so spill the tea bestie, because this? Iconic. I was in my dad’s room—ugh—looking for my stolen AirPods (sus, right?), when I found his boujee little stash. Pantyhose. Like, a lot of them. And not even the good kind—just some cheap, sheer shit. Big yikes. But then? Mood unlocked.

I slid a pair on—no cap, the way they clung to my legs? Chef’s kiss. So I strutted into the living room, hips swaying, and oof—his face? Shook. His whole vibe was high-key pathetic. “Like what you see, old man?” I purred, watching his dick tent his pants like a damn circus tent. Gross. But also…kinda hot?

“You’re such a freak,” I sneered, walking over and slowly grinding my ass against his lap. He groaned—ugh, men—so I flipped around, grabbed his dick through his pants, and squeezed. “This all for me?” I whispered, extra dramatic. His breath hitched. Pathetic.

Then? Full simp mode activated. I yanked his pants down, spit in my hand, and started jerking him hard, my nails digging in. “You like this, don’t you?” I hissed, watching his face twist. “Bet you jack off to me every night.” He whimpered—actual whimper—and I loved it. “Disgusting,” I murmured, speeding up as his hips bucked.

Period. He came fast, shame written all over his face. Slay. I wiped my hand on his shirt, smirked, and walked away. Main character energy? Undefeated.