” I shook my head. What, in a year, a life time I need more to go on.She said, “Okay 20, no 10. That’s a good number right?” I thought about i...t. 10 is as good a number as any and if it would get Victor back over here I think 10 is perfect. So I said, “Yes 10 is perfect Joy. 10 yes.”She said, “Tell me you want 10 big black cocks to suck and to feel fucking your pussy.”I said, “Joy… why are you…” She said, Mr. Smith please. Tell me you love big black cocks and you would like 10 of them right now. Yes, I am an actual person and not just a figment of Hungry's imagination. For the longest time he's been asking me to write responses to his stories about me so you would get the story from my viewpoint. Now I've seen in the feedback section that I even have a few fans. I've written very little fiction and I'm not even sure what I'd write for these stories. I mean, once I'm encased as a statue or installed as a toilet there'd be very little for me to do other than just be an object. I'm sure. I now find myself rubbing my head to try to alleviate the small pain in my head with my right hand and trying to remember my own name.I can remember that my name is Anne which means that I did not bonk my head too severely. I have long brown hair and glasses. The thing that stands out about me the most is that I can be incredibly shy especially when I am meeting someone new. That can make going out to college a bit of a challenge. I just wish that I had a better idea what I wanted to do with my. Reaming her cute sphincter was proving to be one of most incredible sensations I've ever experienced before, but I must have easily been pushing yet more precum out, so if I swelled up inside her, then I would be inside a little while. She wasn't complaining as I treated her ring like a very tight vagina. The gasps of slight discomfort worried me a little but she would have told me to stop if I was making it uncomfortable in some way. I could even hear Lisa behind me and it sounded like she was.