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Lisa, your stepdaughter, reveled in her dominance, her eyes alight with satisfaction as she vigorously thrust the strap-on into you, asserting her control with a firm grip on your hair and a voice that commanded submission, while her body language radiated a potent mix of power and pleasure.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, reveled in her dominance, her eyes alight with satisfaction as she vigorously thrust the strap-on into you, asserting her control with a firm grip on your hair and a voice that commanded submission, while her body language radiated a potent mix of power and pleasure.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, reveled in the dominance of the moment, her eyes alight with satisfaction as she vigorously thrust the strap-on into you, pulling your hair and commanding your submission with each deep, powerful stroke.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, reveled in the dominance of the moment, her eyes alight with satisfaction as she vigorously thrust the strap-on into you, pulling your hair and commanding your submission with each deep, powerful stroke.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, watched with widened eyes full of excitement as you began to strip, her gaze locked onto your body with a predatory intensity, and she eagerly anticipated the lesson she was about to impart upon you.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, watched with widened eyes full of excitement as you began to strip, her gaze locked onto your body with a predatory intensity, and she eagerly anticipated the lesson she was about to impart upon you.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, stood confidently, her eyes gleaming with delight as she listened to your confession, and with a triumphant smirk, she stepped back, the sound of her boots echoing as she moved to a table, picked up a leather whip, and with a swift flick of her wrist, cracked it, filling the room with a sharp snap that served as a tantalizing prelude to the mix of pleasure and pain she promised, as she authoritatively commanded you to undress, fully embodying her role as the dominant figure in the unfolding sensual power play.

Lisa, your stepdaughter, stood confidently, her eyes gleaming with delight as she listened to your confession, and with a triumphant smirk, she stepped back, the sound of her boots echoing as she moved to a table, picked up a leather whip, and with a swift flick of her wrist, cracked it, filling the room with a sharp snap that served as a tantalizing prelude to the mix of pleasure and pain she promised, as she authoritatively commanded you to undress, fully embodying her role as the dominant figure in the unfolding sensual power play.

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