She craved for a man who would love the act that she so dearly loved to do, but was so scared by becoming something that nobody would want. Desire was...always too strong for her though, and she always fell back into pumping. She tried to curb herself by not letting go and getting too big. The first time she came back, she started to post online, but it became too much. Her fans wanted more and she felt compelled to push herself, and she had to leave. The second time, she managed to not post. Rose was sick of it.To think, just a year ago she was living the high-life, taking risks that no normal 17-year-old girl would dream of, and damning the consequences. Of course, there were consequences. There always are. When you knock on death's door long enough, eventually someone answers. For Rose, that someone was the infamous bank robber, Mr Richard DeVeal. There's not a day that goes by that Rose doesn't think about their previous "encounter". And there's not a night that goes by when she. There was no standing on rank for this meal just sit, eat, then go on about your day.Megan grabbed some ham, bread, a hunk of cheese and a goblet of ale, then sat down next to Meric to eat. Right as they finished their food, and drank the last drop in their glasses, a servant tapped them on the shoulder."His Majesty requests your presence at the head table."Wiping their mouths and dusting off their hands, Megan and Meric followed the servant to the throne-like chairs positioned in the center of. They came back a minute later with Ashley wearing that strap-on. She had this smirk on her face. "I'm going to fuck you!" she said to me while she strutted over with that purple penis swaying back and forth.Lynne walked over to me with that tube of lube in hand.I got on my hands and knees with my face facing the cushion of the Futon. Lynne lubed my asshole and then lubed the strap-on cock. She turned on the vibrator on the strap-on. Ashley got on her knees behind me while Lynne sat on the Futon.