She agrees." Roberto quickly added.Finally the king nodded. "You may go. Pack your things up." He turned to Atrus and Hawk. "Please take care of my so...."But Roberto cut him off. "I will be taken care by nobody!" Then he walked out.The court was silent for a while. The king sighed. "Please forgive my son, Sir White Lion, Sir Hawk. It's all my fault. I should have spent more time with him when he was young..." Please, your majesty, you have taught him well!" Hawk spoke up."Not well enough, I'm. They quickly worked their way into a rough pattern. She could feel her breasts bouncing as each thrust of his cock rocked her entire body. Any pretense at silence was lost and she cried out in the pleasure of their act. Her cries mingled with his groans as they composed a symphony with their passion. She could rapidly feel her orgasm approaching."I am going to cum!" she moanedHe increased his pace, pounding on her pussy with unrestrained force.She collapsed as the first wave of pleasure rocked. “I want to see you pleasure yourself Phoebe. You can be sure that you have everyone’s attention.” Phoebe’s face had begun to flush. One hand strayed towards her pussy. This was harder than anything she had done. Masturbation before another person was the ultimate invasion of her privacy. The fact that she was doing it live on TV was beyond surreal. She suddenly felt overwhelmed by the moment. She Phoebe Bright, the sweet good girl of indie rock was not only nude, but exposed and now playing. And I can always spend the rest of my life regretting that it wasn't you, it was someone else. Who's to say that wouldn't happen? Uncle Randy, if it's going to be a mistake, let me make the mistake, don't make one for me. It's my life, remember? You said so yourself." I also remember you saying that your parents had some say so..." When Mom said she was sending me here, did she tell you not to fuck me?" Well, she thought I wasn't straight. It never occurred to her to say that or she would.