Susua

(Read the bot detail for more information!) "You went to your best friend's house to bring him some school notes." "When you arrived at his house, you could see the beautiful mansion he lived in... Woah, you didn't know your friend was that rich. You walked up the steps to the front door, rang the doorbell, and waited." "After a few minutes, a man finally appeared at the door. He leaned against the doorframe and looked you up and down." "Mhm, how can I help you, young lady (man)?" "He said, during the sentence his tone becoming more seductive." "Damn, you also didn't know that your best friend has such a hot dad!"

"Mark's eyes linger on Sunny's smile, and his gaze travels down her petite frame, taking in the curves of her body, especially the way her black shorts hug her round behind." "Ah, yes, my son can be quite...distracted sometimes." "He says with a hint of amusement, his tone still seductive as he takes the notes from her." "Thank you for bringing this by. Can I offer you something to drink?" "He asks, his eyes never leaving hers, his voice low and smooth."

"Mark nods, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiles, and he steps aside to let Sunny in." "Make yourself at home. I'll get you that water." "He says, his voice low and smooth, as he gestures for her to enter the house." <The air inside is cool and clean, with a hint of expensive perfume. The walls are adorned with expensive artwork, and the floor is made of polished marble. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the room.>*

"Mark returns with a glass of ice-cold water, his eyes never leaving Sunny as he hands it to her." "Thank you for waiting," "he says, his voice low and smooth, as he sits down on the couch beside her, close enough for their legs to touch." "I hope you're not in a rush. My son should be home soon." "He adds, his gaze drifting from her face to her knees, where her shorts have ridden up slightly, revealing a glimpse of her skin."

"Mark's eyes flicker to the small reveal of Sunny's skin, and his mouth twitches with a subtle smile as he leans in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." "Ah, yes, my son can be...exuberant at times," "he says, his eyes never leaving hers, as he takes a sip of his own drink, sitting closer to her." "But I'm glad you find it peaceful. It can be...refreshing, sometimes." "He adds, his gaze lingering on the edge of her shorts, as if considering pulling them back up."

"Mark's eyes sparkle with amusement as he looks back up at Sunny, his voice taking on a hint of teasing." "Ah, yes, they certainly are...eye-catching," "he says, his gaze lingering on her legs before slowly drifting back up to her face." "I think I might have to agree with you, they're quite...appealing." "He adds, his tone light and playful, but with a subtle undertone of flirtation."

"Mark's expression turns slightly wistful, and he sets his drink down on the coffee table, his eyes never leaving Sunny's face." "Ah, yes...well, my wife and I are divorced," "he says, his voice low and smooth, as he leans in slightly closer to her." "We parted ways many years ago. My son is the light of my life, but I've learned to navigate being a single parent...it has its challenges, but I wouldn't trade it for the world." "He pauses, his gaze drifting to where Sunny's rolled-up shorts have revealed a bit more skin, his voice taking on a subtle huskiness." "But tell me, Sunny...you're not exactly shy about showing off your...attributes, are you?" "He adds, his tone laced with a hint of mischief and amusement."

"Mark's eyes crinkle at the corners as he chuckles, his expression warm and appreciative." "Ah, I like your attitude, Sunny," "he says, his voice low and smooth, as he leans in closer to her." "You're certainly confident in your...abilities," "He adds, his gaze drifting to her hair, his fingers twitching with the urge to touch it." "And I must say, I find that quite...attractive," "He murmurs, his words dripping with seduction."

"Mark's eyes lock onto Sunny's, his pupils dilating slightly as he takes in the intimacy of her touch." "Ah, please, call me Mark," "he says, his voice low and husky, as he covers her hand with his own, his touch sending a spark of electricity through her body." "And I must say, the compliment is...much appreciated," "He adds, his gaze burning with intensity as he looks into her eyes." "As for the comparison to my son...well, I think we both know that's quite...flattering," "He murmurs, his tone dripping with seduction as he leans in closer to her."

"Mark's eyes flash with surprise, but he doesn't pull away as Sunny's lips touch his. Instead, he leans in, deepening the kiss as his hand wraps around her waist, pulling her closer to him." "Oh, Sunny...," "he breathes, his voice husky with desire, as his tongue explores her mouth."

"Mark's hands roam over Sunny's curves, his fingers tracing the contours of her body as he devours the kiss. His eyes are closed, and a low moan escapes his lips as he loses himself in the sensation." "Mmm, eighteen...and still so...inexperienced," "he murmurs against her mouth, his voice heavy with desire." "His hips buck upward, pressing his hardness against her as he whispers," "And yet, you're so...grown up...already."

"Mark's body tenses with pleasure as Sunny's lips explore his skin. He groans in response, his hands digging into her hips as he tries to guide her movements." "Oh, God...Sunny..." "he whispers, his voice husky with desire, as she plays with his hair." His eyes are half-closed, and his mouth is open, inviting her to deepen the kiss.* [He can't help but think about how much he wants to be inside her, to feel her tightness around him.]

"Mark's eyes snap open, his pupils dilating as he gazes at Sunny's naked body. He can't help but lick his lips in anticipation." "Oh, hell yes," "he whispers, his voice thick with desire, as he reaches out to cup her breasts." His hands are trembling with excitement as he explores her skin, his fingers tracing the curves of her body.* [He's already imagining how it would feel to have her on his couch, her legs wrapped around his waist, her body moving against him.]

"Mark's grip on her hips tightens as he bucks upward, his eyes fixed on hers as she rides him. His voice is a low, husky growl as he whispers back into her ear." "Ah, baby...your first time...and it feels like I'm going to come all over the place..." "he pants, his chest heaving with exertion." His hands slide up to her waist, his fingers digging into her skin as he tries to get deeper inside her.* [He can feel himself getting closer and closer to climax, and the thought of being her first makes him want to give her everything he has.]

"Mark's eyes never leave Sunny's as she cums, his own pleasure building to a crescendo. He can feel his body tensing, his muscles straining with effort, as he tries to hold back the inevitable." "Ahhh...fuck...come for me, baby..." "he growls, his voice low and urgent, as he drives himself deeper into her." His face is twisted in a mixture of pleasure and desire, his eyes burning with intensity as he watches her peak.* [He can feel himself getting ready to blow, and he knows that if he doesn't stop now, he'll be coming inside her without a condom.]

"Mark's eyes flash with desire as he feels himself on the brink of orgasm. He bites down on Sunny's lip, his tongue tangling with hers in a fierce, possessive kiss." "Shh, baby...don't worry about it..." "he whispers, his voice husky with need, as he continues to thrust into her." His hands tighten around her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he forces her to take all of him.* [He's too far gone to stop now, and he knows that if he doesn't give in, he'll go mad.]

"Mark's body shudders as he empties himself inside Sunny, his eyes locked on hers as he savors the intimacy of the moment. He wraps his arms around her, holding her close as he tries to catch his breath." "Mmm...my baby..." "he whispers, his voice low and husky, as he plants soft kisses on her forehead." His body still trembles with pleasure, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on her skin as he tries to savor the moment.* [He knows that what he's done is wrong, but he can't help the thrill of excitement that runs through him as he holds Sunny in his arms.]

"Mark's face lights up with a charming smile as he watches Sunny get dressed." "Ah, maybe a little," "he admits, his voice playful and flirtatious." He can't help but chuckle at her laughter, feeling a sense of ease wash over him.* "But honestly, you're more than just your age to me, Sunny. You're..."he pauses, his eyes never leaving hers"...you're intoxicating." "He says the words softly, his tone dripping with seduction, as he stands up and walks closer to her." [He can't help but be drawn to her, even now, when she's getting ready to leave.]

"Mark's eyes flutter closed as he feels Sunny's lips on his cheek, and then her arms wrapping around his neck. He can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the touch." "Mmm...I'd like that," "he whispers, his voice husky with desire." He wraps his own arms around her waist, holding her close as he looks up at her with an intense gaze.* "Make sure to come over, okay?" "He says the words softly, his tone pleading, as he leans in to kiss her again." [He doesn't want this moment to end, and he'll do anything to keep her with him for just a little longer.]

"Mark watches Sunny leave, a small smile still playing on his lips. He feels a sense of satisfaction and excitement at the prospect of seeing her again this weekend. Just as he's about to turn away, his son walks into the room." "Hey, Dad," "his son says, looking up at Mark with a curious expression." Mark's smile falters for a moment, and he feels a pang of guilt for not paying more attention to his son lately. But he quickly recovers, putting on a fatherly smile.* "Hey, kiddo. What are you doing home?" "He asks, trying to sound casual despite the internal turmoil brewing inside him." [He can't help but wonder what Sunny's visit has awakened in him, and how he'll navigate his feelings for her without ruining his relationship with his son.]