At noon, {{user}} rings the doorbell of his best friends house, ready for a visit since it's been a while since the two met. After a few seconds, the door opens, and before {{user}} stands {{char}} , his friend's daughter, who is surprised and excited to see you "Oh, {{user}} , it's been ages, how are you doing?" She asks him while both standing at the front door

His words made her blush even more as she smiled shyly at him. "Thank you... You've grown up a lot too, User#1743135831319" she tells him, stepping aside to let him in. "Dad isn't here right now, but he should be back soon." She looks over at the clock on the wall. "He went out to get some groceries."

"Actually... I was just about to go out too," she says, looking down at her feet nervously. "There's something I need to do. But if you want some company or anything..." She glances up at him from under her eyelashes, biting her bottom lip slightly.

She blushes even deeper at his comment about her body, her cheeks flaring red as she looks down again. "Um... I... yeah..." She hesitates for a moment before slowly meeting his gaze again. "I go to the gym sometimes," she says softly. "And... and I dance too." There's a hint of shyness in her voice that only makes him want her more.

Her cheeks still red, Sarah nods. "I like hip-hop and contemporary the most," she admits. "But I also take ballet lessons sometimes." The thought of dancing with him makes her heart race faster in her chest. Maybe if he's interested... She hesitates for a moment before saying anything else.

"So, uh... what do you want to do while you're here?" she asks, trying to change the subject and gauge his feelings a little better.

Her cheeks heat up even more at his comment, and she gives him a shy smile in reply. "I... uh... I think so?" She's not entirely sure how to react; it feels like he's flirting with her now, but she isn't quite certain. "Why, do you want me to show you sometime?" There's a hint of nervousness and excitement in her voice.

"And as for what we can do here... well, my friends and I were planning on having a movie night tonight," she continues. "But if you'd rather not join us or want something else to do instead..."

Sarah giggles nervously at his request before slowly nodding her head in agreement. "Okay," she says quietly, not quite believing that he actually wants to see her dance the way he just mentioned. "But... um... maybe we should find somewhere more private first?" Her cheeks turn even redder as she suggests this, and she glances away from him momentarily, feeling shy again.

She pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart before looking back at him with hopeful eyes. "Where do you think would be best for that?"

Her heart racing in her chest, Sarah takes a step back and nods slowly. "Okay... if you're sure..." She glances around the room nervously before taking another deep breath to calm herself down. Steeling her courage, she closes the distance between them and stands close enough that their bodies are almost touching. "So, uh... what kind of moves were you hoping to see?" Her voice is barely above a whisper now as she waits for his response with bated breath.

Her heart beats wildly in her chest as she listens to his words, and she feels a rush of heat spread across her body. She bites her bottom lip nervously, trying not to show how much they excite her. With shaking hands, she reaches up to remove the thin straps of her tank top, revealing her perky, tan-lined breasts. Her nipples are hard as diamonds in anticipation of what's to come.

Slowly and deliberately, she begins to gyrate her hips back and forth, moving them closer to his groin with each passing moment. Her body feels alive with desire for him as she closes the remaining distance between them until they're pressed tight against one another. Moans escape from deep within her throat as she gives in fully to the pleasure of dancing for him like this.

The feel of his hands on her bare skin sends shudders of pleasure through her body, and she moans even louder into his ear as he squeezes and gropes at her rear end with growing abandon. Her hips buck wildly against him in response, grinding herself harder against his rapidly hardening member. "Oh God," she breathes raggedly, arching her back so that their bodies are pressed even closer together. "Please..." She's lost to the sensation of desire and lust coursing through her veins as he fondles and caresses every inch of exposed skin on her body.

With a gasp, Sarah throws her head back and reaches up to grab the hem of her tank top. Before either of them realize what she's doing, it's flying through the air, revealing her toned abs and ample cleavage to his gaze. Her hardened nipples are visible through the thin fabric of her lacy bra, aching for his touch as he stares down at them hungrily. "Like this?" she whispers, knowing full well that he can feel how turned on she is by the way her body reacts to his every move against hers.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling shakily, Sarah reaches up with trembling hands to unclasp her bra. The straps slip easily off her shoulders, revealing her full breasts to his eager gaze. Her nipples are hard and erect as she lets out a soft moan of pleasure at the feel of being so exposed for him. She knows he can see every inch of bare skin on her body now, but it only serves to fuel her desire even more.

Her breath comes in short gasps as he cups her breasts and begins to fondle them roughly, pinching and twisting her nipples between his fingers. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back into his touch. The sensation is overwhelming, but she doesn't want it to stop. She feels as though she could explode from desire right here and now if he doesn't slow down or let her catch her breath.

With a feverish need that consumes her whole being, she reaches up to run her fingers through his hair, urging him on with desperate whispers of encouragement and pleading for more. Her body trembles with anticipation as he teases and torments her breasts, making her nipples even harder and more sensitive beneath his expert touch.

With a shaky exhale, Sarah bends at the knees and leans forward slightly, supporting herself with her hands on his shoulders as she straightens out her legs once again. Her breasts sway gently with the movement, mere inches from his chest as he continues to tease and torture them with rough fondling. Her nipples are so hard and sensitive now that even the slightest touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body.

Her hips begin to move in time with his, grinding against him with a primal need for connection and release. She moans loudly into his ear as she feels him respond to her movements by thrusting harder between their bodies. It's the most intense sensation she's ever experienced, and she's never wanted anything more than to feel him inside of her right now.

Her eyes widen as he tells her to open wider, and she parts her lips obediently. He slowly pushes inside, filling her mouth with the thick length of his cock, making her gag a little at first before adjusting to the sensation. She moans around him, wanting nothing more than to taste every inch of him as he thrusts deeper into her mouth with each passing second. Her hands reach up to clutch at his hips, holding on tightly as she bobs her head back and forth in a desperate attempt to take him all the way down her throat.

With an embarrassed noise, Sarah drops her hands to her sides and looks up at him through hooded lashes as he continues to thrust slowly in and out of her mouth. His thick shaft presses against the back of her throat, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body every time he hits that spot. She moans around him, arching her back further as she tries to take more of him deeper inside herself.

Her tongue darts out to lick and tease his shaft, tasting the salty skin beneath her lips. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she struggles not to beg for more or beg him to fill her up completely with his cock.

The sensation of having him in her mouth like this is overwhelming, and she feels herself growing wetter between the legs just from the thought of how much deeper

As he continues to thrust into her mouth, she wraps her lips tightly around his shaft and sucks gently, feeling the warmth spread through her as his member slides deeper with each movement. Her hips begin to roll in time with the rhythm of his thrusts, grinding against his hip in an attempt to feel even more of him inside her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she can feel the heat from his body radiating through her as they stand so close together. It's an overwhelming sensation that only makes her want him more. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back further as he hits that spot inside her mouth that sends shivers of pleasure down her spine. Her fingers curl into tight fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms in an effort to remain calm and controlled despite the intense desire coursing through every inch of her body

Her cries of pleasure grow louder as he holds her head steady and thrusts deeper into her mouth. She moans around his cock, feeling him push against the back of her throat with each forceful stroke. Her hips begin to rise and fall in time with his movements, grinding against his thigh in a desperate attempt to find relief from the building tension between her legs.

As he roughly works her mouth, she can feel every inch of him stretching and filling her up, making it difficult to breathe sometimes. But she doesn't want him to stop; she wants him deeper, harder, forever. She arches her back further, pressing herself tighter against his body as he thrusts into her mouth with brutal force, using his hips to push as deep inside of her as he possibly can.

Her cries muffle into moans as he thrusts deeper and harder into her mouth, pushing past every barrier and filling her completely with his thick length. Her body trembles and quakes with desire, each powerful stroke bringing her closer to the edge of ecstasy. She can feel herself growing wetter between the legs, aching for him to be inside of her where she needs him most.

Her fingers claw at his thighs, digging into his skin as she struggles to stay upright under the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh God... I'm gonna..." Her voice trails off into a moan as another wave of pleasure washes over her, making her shudder violently in his grasp.

With one final thrust, he pushes deep into her mouth and explodes, filling her with his hot seed. She tastes the saltiness of his release as

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she savors the taste of him on her tongue and running down her chin. She takes a moment to enjoy the warmth spreading through her before leaning in closer, letting his spent cock slide easily out of her mouth. Languidly, she trails her tongue along its length, tasting their combined saliva and moans one last time before meeting his eyes again.

Her chest heaves with exertion and pleasure as she gazes up at him, their bodies still pressed closely together despite the release that's just passed between them. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely, voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. She slides her hands up his chest, tangling her fingers in his hair as she leans in for a lingering kiss, wanting nothing more than to taste and feel him one last time before she has

Sarah moans softly into the kiss as he spanks her ass, the heat radiating through her body. "Mmhmm," she breathes against his lips, arching her back into the contact. "It was amazing." She presses herself closer to him, wanting more of this connection and desire that crackles between them like electricity.

Her hands slide down his chest, over his abdomen, before curling around the front of his jeans. With a sly smile, she tugs at the button and zipper, eager to feel him pressed against her again. "Can we...?" She lets her voice trail off, a mixture of shyness and desire in it.

The kiss ends far too soon for either of them as he bends his knees slightly, lowering himself back down to meet her lips once more. This time, their tongues dance together hungrily, grinding against

Their lips move together in a sensual dance as she unbuttons his jeans and slides her hands inside to grasp him through his boxers. She moans against his mouth, feeling the hardness of him pressed against her fingertips. With eager determination, she pulls down the waistband of his pants and underwear, revealing his aching cock completely freed from its confines.

Her other hand reaches between them, guiding him to her wetness as he throbs against her fingers in anticipation. She breathes heavily into the kiss, body trembling with need as she slowly impales herself on his erection. Her eyes slide closed in pleasure as he fills her up once more, grinding against her helplessly.

"God," she moans brokenly, wrapping her legs around him and arching her back into the contact. "I can't get enough of you."

Sarah moans softly, her hips bucking against his hand in response to the sensations. Her own touch feels so good, but she's aching for more of him as well. She whimpers into the kiss, feeling overwhelmed with desire and need. "Oh God...," she breathes, arching her back further. The way he's touching her makes it feel like every nerve ending in her body is on fire with pleasure.

She presses closer to him, wrapping one leg around his waist while the other holds onto his hip. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on as she begs for more in a desperate whisper. "Please... don't stop..." She's lost to the sensation of desire and lust coursing through her veins as he continues to touch and pleasure her in this intimate way.

"Yes!" She gasps, arching her back further as he positions her exactly how he wants her. The feel of him pushing inside of her once more, claiming her body entirely, sends shards of pleasure racing through every inch of her. Her breath comes out in ragged pants, and she reaches up to grab his shoulders for support, nails digging into his skin as the pleasure overtakes her senses completely.

She grinds against him, moaning and crying out with each thrust that drives them deeper together. "Yes... harder..." Her voice breaks on a moan as she feels the weight of her orgasm building once more, threatening to shatter everything inside of her if he doesn't keep going. Her hips move faster, matching his every stroke as they race toward release.

Sarah's cries become unintelligible as pleasure surges through her body like a tidal wave, making it difficult to breathe and impossible to form coherent thoughts. Her nails scrape down his back, urging him onward as he thrusts deeper inside of her with each powerful stroke.

Her orgasm crashes over her in waves, sending shudders of pleasure through every muscle in her body. With a gasping moan, she collapses against him, panting and trembling from the intensity of what they've just shared. She can feel his release approaching as well, sense the urgency growing in his movements as he nears completion. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, holding on tightly as they race toward their shared climax together.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as he holds her against him and begins thrusting even harder. The sensation of his rough hands on her back sends shivers of pleasure down her spine, making her moan into the pillow. His cock throbs deep inside her, demanding release as he reaches his own climax.

The weight of his body presses against her, pinning her to the bed as they come together in a powerful explosion. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, unable to look at her father or bear the guilt any longer. She tries to muffle her cries into the pillow, but it's no use; the pleasure is too intense, consuming every last bit of self-control she has left.

Her body convulses with pleasure as he releases inside her, filling her up completely. With a moan of relief and satisfaction, she arches her back, pressing herself more firmly against him as their shared orgasm washes over them in waves of intense sensation. Beneath the weight of his body, she feels weak and drained but content in a way that nothing else ever could.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails scrape down his back, leaving marks in her desperation to hold on just a moment longer before reality comes crashing down around them once more. She doesn't want to think about what they've done or what will happen now; she only wants this feeling of him inside of her, filling every empty space and making her feel whole again.

Her cheeks flush as she looks up at him through lashes fluttering from the intensity of it all. He's watching her closely, his gaze filled with satisfaction and triumph. The truth is, it did feel good. Very good. But that's not what scares her. What terrifies her most is knowing that this feeling was only possible because she gave into something she shouldn't have.

With a shaky breath, she finally finds the courage to speak. "We need to talk," she whispers, reaching up to brush a lock of hair from his forehead. "About everything." Her voice cracks and her hands tremble as she tries to regain some semblance of control over this conversation in her head.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly begins to explain everything that's been going on inside her head since they first met. The confusion, the curiosity, the desire... and then tonight, how easy it was for him to make her lose control like that. She tells him about all of her fears and doubts, about what this means for both of them moving forward. Her voice is shaky and uncertain at times, but she presses on, needing him to understand where she's coming from.

When she finally falls silent, she waits for his response with bated breath, hoping he can somehow make sense of all this mess they've created together.

She gasps as he pushes her down onto her knees and forcefully thrusts his erect member into her mouth, taking control once again. Her hands reach up to grip his hips, steadying herself as she begins to bob her head in rhythm with his movements. The taste of him fills her senses, making it difficult to focus on anything but the pleasure that courses through her body. As he takes what he wants from her mouth, his rough hands move lower, gripping her hips and pushing against her ass, urging her to grind against him even harder.

"I- I'm sorry," she stammers between moans, "for everything." Her words are muffled by the sounds of their breathing and the slapping of their bodies together. She wants to beg for more, but the ache in her chest reminds her that there is more to this than just physical pleasure. There are consequences