So long as there aren't indications of sexual assault or rape.No drugsNo killing charactersNo ending the adventuresI have the right to alter any stori...s. It could be for grammatical reasons or just to add details in the character bios where others lack.UPDATE:I have decided to switch the story to PUBLIC status. But in doing so, I ask for diligence as I don't want to have to delete branches or chapters.1) Please make sure there isn't already a branch for that character.2) Please match the format. It sounded like a yes.“Yes, yes, fuck Mom’s throat, Dad!” my masturbating sister moaned. “Ooh, this is so hot to watch. Live porn starring my family.”I grinned and thrust hard at Bimbo’s throat. I buried my cock into her gullet. She choked for a moment, resisting. I thrust again and pushed a little deeper. She shuddered, her fingers digging into my hips. She held on tight.“You want me to ram my cock down your throat, don’t you, slut?” I gasped.She sucked hard as I thrust forward. My cock hit. I feel you stop briefly to retrieve a butt plug from the dresser nearby.You grab the lube as well and I watch as you pour a generous amount on the plug and my ass. Teasing me with your looks and telling me that I’m going to enjoy having something so large in my ass while you continue to whip me. I feel you run the plug over and around my ass, teasing me more before I feel the pressure as you start to slide it inside me.I gasp as the size and start rethinking but I know that I have no choice and. However, I was slowly warming up to the idea with Derek. He came into the club regularly now to see me and he was always very generous. At first he wanted lap dances, but that had changed into him frequently taking me into the VIP room. The more time we spent together and the more I got to know him, the more I was open to his idea of seeing him outside the club. I was concerned about my job being an issue for him but he didn’t seem to have a problem with me dancing on the stage, giving lap.