No, better stop
From Create Your Own Story
"A'ight," he says again, stroking a big hand down your back as he eases himself out of your stretched hole. The pain's sharp and bright, but probably not as bad as getting fucked would have been. You wince and stretch your back. You're surprised when the guy catches the back of your pants and tugs them gently up over your ass. He hooks his thumbs under the elastic waistband of your underwear and pulls it up over your junk. One of his hands settles on your hip. The other traces up from your belly to your chest and pats you there. He kisses the back of your neck. You feel comforted, surrounded by his muscular warmth, and lean back into him briefly-- wait. You're in a hook-up bathroom. For all you know, he's a serial killer.
Do you:
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
