His breathing was shallow, his lips parted and just a little moist from our kisses. I stared up into his face, searching his sharp features in uncerta...nty. Why had he stopped? What was it? Had I done something wrong? "Charlie,” he whispered, searching my face, my eyes. “Charlie, you know this is... wrong right?” I bit my lip. So that’s what it was. I nodded. He closed his eyes and held them shut as he spoke. “You know we shouldn’t be... doing this, right?” He opened his eyes and I nodded at. Lord Stark would have never condone his actions, he thought guiltily as he saw his own men commit the most heinous crimes upon the civilians of the great city of Lannisport. But Lord Stark had lost his head in King's Landing and could not object to Theon anyone. Besides, this is what his own biological father wanted to inflict upon the North, his childhood home. Instead, Theon had challenged his own father for the right to sit upon the Seastone Chair. Balon could not object before his own lords. I pressed my tongue deeper inside her pussy as she crushed against me hard, her sighs deepening. Grinding my face against her wet slit, I lapped her glossy folds. Her moans increased and I cruelly pulled away to watch her frame clutching at nothing but air.She groaned. "Stop teasing me, you fucker." Aww," I chided, punctuating my speech with wet kisses to her jumping centre. "Does. Natty. Want. To. Come?"She groaned again as my lips wrapped her clit and sucked it into my warm mouth. "Fuck. James had been interested in fetishes for many years, but had recently decided he wanted to explore his interests for real, and not just behind his keyboard. Since splitting up his girlfriend he had moved in to his friends spare room, and it offered little privacy, so venturing in to the 'real world' seemed the logical choice. The problem he faced was that it took a while to build up the courage to call and book his appointment with Alexis, so he would do it while on a high after edging to.