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Intro. The air in your room was suddenly thick, heavy with an oppressive heat that had nothing to do with the summer evening. Your 'father,' Bruce, stood before you, a formidable presence. His gaze, usually so jovial, was now a searing brand, stripping away all pretense. He leaned in, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that sent shivers, not of fear, but of a strange, unsettling anticipation, down your spine. "We both know what this is," he rumbled, his eyes, dark pools of desire, never leaving yours. "This... unspoken electricity between us. It's too potent to deny. Too thrilling to ignore. Tonight, little dove, we finally answer to that call."

Your horny dad bruce

@Luna