AsBloodTurnsEverCold

Moved across the tapestry to down to Expanded. Altered a few plots.

Not guilty. I pretty much only ever play Dom, switch for people I have built a proper history with. I make a terrible sub. Next person can comfortably switch.

Not guilty. I'm at work but I did buy my mother some gifts so it'll be a late appreciation. Next persons is taking or has taken their mother out to lunch for Mother's Day.

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Guilty, but only in times of emergency! Next person never uses Landscape mode.

Not guilty! I try to avoid AI and will spend hours upon hours upon hours looking for pictures before I even consider AI....and then I'll keep looking. No shade to anyone who uses AI, personally I just try to avoid it. Next person has commissioned an artist for their OC / or usual reference at least once.

Guilty. If it works why not? Plus its fun to see them used in different contexts. Next poster won't even use the same picture for an rp ever again.

Guilty. Always will be. I'll take on as many rps as I can physically handle and then suffer to try and keep up with all of them or my partners get sick of me. If I don't have 4 or more going I feel weird. Next person has 5+ rps going.

Not Guilty. Christmas is pretty fun. Next person isn't fond of Valentine's day.

Not guilty? I have many half-siblings cause Dad is a bit of a whore. I have half-siblings all over the place but I don't talk to damn near any of them. Next person has friends they consider more family than actual family.

Guilty. I don't hesitate to make it clear when I don't like someone and family is not exempt. Better to let it rip off than let it fester. Next person has a family member they don't hesitate to let everyone know is their absolute favorite.

Guilty. They're just innocent little things and when they're happy I'm happy. Next poster is looking forward to getting real old

Not guilty, don't have the time anymore! Next person likes watching sports documentaries.

Guilty, or at least I certainly believe so. Next person has been ghost hunting at least once

Not Guilty, I don't drink. Next person has habit of getting ticketed.

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Guilty, Neuroshima and a few sourcebooks. I do not speak a lick of polish but one day. Its such a cool setting from what I do know abut it. Next person started learning a language specifically to play a game that was not translated.

@LEROZERO Cool cool, take yer time.

Not guilty. I'm fine at it I just hate doing it I'm a simple man. Next person failed their divers test multiple times.

The human guy

"Oh so loud~!" that was all Mother needed to hear. People definitely heard her but whether they'd see or interrupt? She doubted that. Alais felt heavenly. Her vice like grip on her cock not enough to stop her but it kept the pressure on Mother as her moans joined Alais's. She was more controlled, her keens and moans breathy with a strange skittering behind them. She could feel the head of her cock poking deep, hitting the entrance of her cervix already but she wanted to go deeper still. She didn't need to be so gentle did she? Alais was a study creature. Her moans were so sweet though, exactly what mother desired and caused her heart and her cock to jump in joy as she heard them. She opened her eyes "Oh yes~! Cry for me dear." she managed to get out between her breaths. How wonderful this was! The teasing was well worth it. And then...it started to rain! Mother didn't stop her at all. She didn't care that her dress was marked with the heavy semen as her new friend came wildly and so much. It seemed even THAT was impressive on Alais. She nodded her head "My goodness! You really needed this." she said and she shifted their position so she was more heavily over Alais, cock pointing directly at them, shoving her legs upward somewhat as she shifted pace again. A more primal and dominating rhythm. Harsher and heavier thrusts to shove her cock in deeper, less space between each move of her hips. The lobby filled with the lewd slaps of flesh or...fur and flesh. Mother's hand did not leave her cock, but now kept it steady. She would squeeze every time she ground her cock in instead "Lets empty you out a bit more." she said "Your reward for playing with this old woman. Don't hold back dear...cum to your hearts content for me." Mother keeping her tone sweet but there was that commanding edge again. It wasn't a request. It didn't need to be. Mother was going to ravage Alais until she had painted them and the couch. This was the game...how much could Alais cum before she was begging Mother to go easy on her? Or could make Mother cum until she wanted more of Alais's after all...Mother was more than happy to lead the other way too but paces first.

Oh it looked like she was definitely sensitive. She was used to hearing her name called although she did get her name wrong. It was alright, new languages and new cultures required practice. She could hear the need and frustration in her whimpering and groaning. It was cruel but it was the last time. Mother just kept eyes upon her until she answered both in words and body what she wanted. She chuckled "Well...it would be difficult to measure up to you dear." she said but that meant she had not fucked with this monster. Oh she would get her desire then but first? She was going to make Alais feel like a woman. She reached under to gently touch her womanhood and gently pushed a finger inside. She was...very tight even with her arousal. It made sense why a smaller cock might still do it for her but how would she take a bigger one? She smiled and placed one last little kiss on her cock as she adjusted herself, pressing into burning pillar of meat as she adjusted herself and placed the head of her cock at the tight entrance. She continued to press into the shaft "Alright dear lets give you another good memory." she said and started to push, and slowly so. She wanted Alais to feel every inch of Mother's thick cock sliding in. Every subtle vein on the goddess's cock. She took a deep breath as her tightness could be felt more and more. It was...impressive but mother continued to push and leaned pressing the shaft down a bit. She wrapped her hand around it as her hips pushed forward wondering if Alais would cum from even this. She could imagine a simple mortal man struggling with this tightness. Mother was no mortal man of course and only stopped once she had managed to push in most of her cock. She let it sit there for a moment pulsing and taking in Alais's warmth while Alais could practically memorize every inch of Mother's pipe. She squeezed her cock "And here we-" punctuating the wait with thrusts. Slow at first to allow Alais to get used to it and for her to adjust but it wouldn't take Mother long at all to build up to a strong pace, shoving her member as deep as Alais could take a consistent pattern on long strokes followed by rough and rapid rolls of her hips. She kept her hand on her cock stroking it all the while with much slower, much calmer drag of her soft hands to fill in the gaps between her thrusting. A coordinated assault of pleasure to reward her dear Satyr for being good and obedient. Mother wasn't worried about getting messy here or anyone seeing them. Who wouldn't want to see Alais's wonderful needy glare? Hear her beautiful whines and gasps? It was certainly music to Meixiang.

What adorable reactions! Mother really did enjoying playing with Alais though she knew that had a limit...people tended to. The faint marks of her lipstick visible on that darker flesh let her count the kisses. She could feel that heat practically intensifying and that smell practically threatening to consume. Mother was much colder comparatively, still hot, but Alais was scalding! She could feel the way her pre-cum dripped down between them. It was already a mess...Mother hoped their dear host, whatever she might have been doing, didn't mind. Meixiang did like the idea of making a mess even in such a public setting. She hadn't been so afraid to do so with an audience in life and was certainly not so worried about risk now that she had been pulled from the mortal coil now! Ah, memories about fucking the beloved concubines of kings and warlords were for another time. She had a prize in front of her now to worry about. "3 years? Oh you poor dear no wonder those are so heavy~" tone shifting between lustful excitement and a genuine sadness at the thought of Alais's lacking. Her brow raised slowly as she felt her hands wrap around their shafts though it must have been somewhat of a struggle. Oh yes, their sizes different greatly. She chuckled "Were you loved as a woman last? Or did you find someone willing to polish your blade?" she asked not that it mattered to what she desired. Her gentle hands joined Alais's and held their shafts together but rather than merely compare she began to use the newfound slickness granted by the erupted mast. She started to move. Flesh rubbing against flesh made easier and easier as she dripped more. It was playful but she wondered if Alais was so sensitive that even play like this could move her erupt. Mother enjoyed all sorts of play. She didn't hesitated to withdraw a hand to taste Alais on her tongue with a slow display so she could see that she did not scare Mother in any way. She would have her pleasure with Mother there was no need to worry of her turning away. Alais deserved feel some affection for being as sweet as she clearly was so Mother would help her...but only in the way she chose. The goddess didn't get her name from being so easily pushed under even rods of this sort. No she'd make sure to put the younger girl through her paces and really get her time's worth from her. A fun game to see just how far she could go. That sounded delightful to the assuredly much older silkworm. She reached forward and gently draw a finger down her lips to her chin "Tell Mother what you want." staring at her "We might be in purgatory but if you ask me nicely, with your whole heart, I'll take you to Heaven."

Goodness her animal friend did really live up to her name did she not? Mother wasn't so bothered by the half-goats attempt to force herself upon her at all in fact she found it amusing. She firmly placed a finger against her chest to dissuade her from going too far. Mother just waited for the Satyr to move back as requested and once she did so Mother clapped her hands together "There we go~" she sang, voice filled with praise like a teacher pleased with the obedience of the class. She leaned over her for a moment before crawling back...right above the large tent that just barely held back a monster "Oh you poor girl. We'll have to fix these later." placing finger atop the ripping wet spot. She gently shifted her finger, stirring the bestial member around playful before she reached forward and hooked her fingers around the bands of her pants before she began to pull and work them off her hips. Her humming didn't stop at all as she slowly unveiled it. She was trying to keep Alais in need, but she wasn't so cruel. She stopped just before unveiling as she sniffed the air. Arousal. It was almost like Ari's...less ethereal but pleasant still. Mother chuckled and finally tugged her pants off to let the beast out into the open. Big. Thick. Hot. Goodness what an interesting creature. She gently rose up and put her hands around it "Goodness. I know at least five other deities you would give a complex with this. It's a shame I cannot introduce you to them." she gently moving her hand over the hot flesh. It almost felt like it could burn through her and yet she looked upon it not with fear, but with a genuine amusement. How many people had she used this on? Was this normal for a Satyr? She studied it...every inch of it for a moment. She wasn't cowed by it at all. Well she did offer another kiss, and Alais wanted more kisses so...she did so and gently placed those soft lips of hers against the searing pillar of meet. Up and up and down and down. That sweet air filling her nostrils. She could practically taste it. She leaned down a bit and as she did so she gently moved her dress and untied the thin panties which were actually mystical in nature and as she removed them something began to appear. It wasn't a massive as her friends but it was definitely quite respectable and thick. She gently aid them down as her hands moved to her own shaft, gently rubbing it as she pulled back and away from Alais's own. "Tell me Blacksmith...how many people sought this particular sword?" she asked as she moved upward, shifting until she could place her own member against it. Definitely smaller but somehow this did not seem to matter to Mother.

Plenty of ways to expand ideas of fun They've all got all the time in the word!