A pair of sparkly, high-heeled shoes covered my feet, giving me an elegant walk, height and posture. It took hours to prepare myself for the ball, but...everything a Lady needed was prepared for me, including a conjured chambermaid to help me don all this clothing. I tried to chat away my nervousness, but she simply stared right through me and never uttered a single syllable. When the time was ripe, I stepped into the carriage provided for me and was brought up towards the castle. I noticed. It was much too cold for the grass to grow. It made it seem like Jett had been gone much longer than a a week. Donovan stared at the headstone. He bit his lip, and rubbed his hands slowly together. Part of him wanted to talk aloud, as if Jett were there. Part of him thought it would be foolish to think that. After fighting within himself, he sank to the ground and began to talk. ‘I’m sorry.’ He said quietly. He felt awkward, like he was talking to himself. ‘Linden kissed me, and I let her.’. So I ran. Fast. As most people, my mind went to the worst case scenario and I imagined a huge dog chasing me. But because of my overdeveloped imagination, the dangerous canine did not remain trapped inside my mind. Instead, it came to life, taking the form of a fantasy. Before I could even figure out what was happening, the real world had faded and was replaced by an identical fantasy one. I was still running, but unlike in real life, a huge, deadly canine was now chasing me. I peered over my. Barry didn’t let me down as I feel the tip of his cock pushing on my ass, I start moaning with Jon’s cock in my mouth, just as I feel Jon’s cock welling up to deliver his load in my mouth, Barry has started pushing his cock into my ass, it hurts a lot, but I want it, I freeze up, Jon keeps fucking my face, as he lets out a load grunt and cums in my mouth, it’s hot and creamy and slides down my throat, I enjoy it, the pain from Barry’s giant cock has me distracted. I keep sucking Jon til I drain.