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Tired of her teasing, I decide to take matters into my own hands. She's lounging on the couch, feet clad in sheer nylon pantyhose, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I can't resist, moving closer, she giggles as I grasp her ankles, running my hands up her calves. Her breath hitches when I reach her knees, and she opens her legs slightly, inviting me. I take the hint, gripping her feet and using them to stroke my throbbing cock through my pants. She squirms, enjoying the power she has over me. I unzip, and she gasps, watching my length spring free. She guides me with her feet, her touch soft yet firm, until I'm groaning, close to the edge. I warn her, but she keeps going, and I erupt, my cum painting her nylon-covered feet and legs.