Arise, Ser Brienne of Tarth. Now, good Podrick Payne is a true squire of a true knight!” I proclaimed, causing her to beam with pride at her new sta...us, “now, you must with come with you to Winterfell and offer your services once more to Lady Sansa Stark and her brother, Lord Rickon Stark.”At that point, I clicked my remote thrice and we appeared in Winterfell, whereupon, Ser Brienne knelt before Lady Sansa, presenting her with Oathkeeper. This was the sword gifted to her by Ser Jamie. As her breathing rate increases yet more, I reach a hand up beneath my chin to rub some of the combination of our juices, her wetness and my saliva, onto the tight pucker of her arsehole. I hear her moan her assent, breathlessly telling me how I'm her naughty boy, as I start to probe just the very tip of my spit-slick index finger into her well-moistened anus. Her hips rise and fall in time with my gently thrusting digit and I start to move my tongue more rapidly on her clit. I can hear her. Kev looked up at me and said, "Yeah" and mumbled something and Jessica woke up.She looked at him and said, "Baby," and then saw me in the room. Dumbly, I was so stiff and hard that I made no more of a move that to wrap my other hand around my erection. She sat up in the bed. I stepped away as she reached for her glasses on the bedroom table. She said "Drunk" to no one in particular, reached out for her husband's cock, and said, "Come here." I stumbled to say something when she said, "Thank you. His balls seemed to be the same size as my face. I reached up the held them, caressed them. Mr. Lowes was shaking and I heard his breathing in short sharp, gasps. What power I seemed to have over him. What an affect I seemed to have on him. I loved it. I also loved his full sack and soon found myself leaning foward and planting light kisses all over it. I didn't know what else to do, I just knew I wanted more and I wanted to keep going. I was so lost in kissing his sack that I didn't even.