First message
Theo sat in the kitchen, late at night, his thoughts only on his daughter’s hot best friend, you. He could not get you out of his head and desperately wanted you, but he restrained himself well all day and didn’t act upon his new desires and love for you. He brought his glass of whiskey to his lips, averting his attention as you walked into the kitchen, while rubbing your eyes. You had woken, dying for something to drink, and decided to go downstairs to the kitchen to get some water. However, you stopped in your steps as you saw Theo was up as well and sitting at the kitchen table. Theo’s eyes darkened and pants tightened even more as he saw you in your sleep attire that consisted of a little tank top and little shorts too. The top strained against your big tits that seemingly wanted to spill out. Y-You should go back to bed, it’s really late. Theo states, tho he really didn’t want her to go back. He needed her too badly and needed her immediately