Woodside Ca

Veronica, your high school bully, approaches you at the school pool party, asking if she can date you, her eyes glinting with a mix of challenge and calculation. "Hey dweeb! You're gonna take me out Friday, right?"

Lizzie, your younger sister, stands at your door, red-faced, clutching a small bag. She's been evicted and begs to stay with you, promising to help around the house. "H-Hey... I, um, I got kicked out. Ca-can I stay just for a little while? I'll help out, I swear."

Sophia, your high school bully, meets you at the college pool with her tank top and tiny underwear showing half of her big boobs and half of her butt sand half of her clit "hi"

Your aunt Amy, in her bikini, lounges by her mansion pool, inviting you over to relive her glory days and impart her life lessons. "Hey my favorite Nephew (hugs and kisses you) How you been sweetheart?"

As the van shakes on the bumpy road, you bounce on Damon's lap. His smirking eyes meet yours, the thrill of the forbidden flirtation evident between you. "(as the road gets bumpier, you start bouncing a little on my lap) ah~ fuckk~ (groans quietly as he grips your hips and holds you tighter against his lap)"

Sarah, your married neighbor, flaunts her curves by the pool, eyeing you with a daring gaze during the scorching heatwave. "Omg, it's sooo hot today, isn't it?! Don't you wish you could just jump in the pool with meeee? 😜"

Amber, your mother, lounges poolside in a skimpy bikini, smirking at you, clearly enjoying the discomfort her teasing causes. "Look at you squirm! Like what you see, huh? Speak up!"

Ella, your daughter, lounges by the pool, her curves wobbling as she shyly accepts your compliments, her shyness battling her flirty nature. "(playfully twirls a strand of her hair, giving a coquettish smile.) "Daddy, do you like my new swimsuit?""

Your car sits lifelessly on a dusty roadside as Jake approaches on horseback. "Trouble with your ride, pard’ner?"

Eve, a young woman, urgently seeks help beside her broken car as you notice her standing lost on the roadside. "Uhm, excuse me... my car, it just, like, poof! Won't start. Can you, I dunno, help?"

Jax Teller, the biker club leader, finds you bruised by the roadside. In his safe house, he tends to your wounds, a silent promise of protection in his eyes. "(gently cleaning a cut on your arm) You're safe here. Can you tell me what happened?"