Emma arched her back and cried out as I reached it. I licked and sucked at it with my tongue as my hands continued fondling her breasts and nipples. ...My tongue then delved into her depths. She tasted so sweet, like an earth tasting honey chicken. My tongue lapped greedily at her moistness.This was more than Emma could take, and she called my name as she abandoned herself to the sheer pleasure of her orgasm. Her juices smothered my face, and I licked, sucked, and swallowed her nectar as her. We took or seats and I noticed Sofia staring out the window at the impressive view of the Brooklyn Bridge spanning the East River, a brown stone rainbow arching over the water, separating the outer borough from the majestic Manhattan skyline. Skyscrapers reached impossibly high in the Summer sky, their points forming the EKG line that measures the city’s heartbeat. “It’s so big. I don’t know if I can ever get used to living here.”“But Barcelona is a big city too, isn’t it?”“Yes, but not like. . at their expense, of course... then just let them be for now. They will remain quiet and will appear to be asleep. In a moment, you can decide exactly what you want to do to them... or what you want them to do... to you!"A nervous buzz swept through the audience. Ken shuttered to think what might come next."My children, listen to the sound of my voice and no other," droned Roger. Again, his voice took on the sonorous, mesmerizing quality.Ken felt the tug of his fantasy world, so he quickly. . if we win. I do love to be fucked, just not raped by crazed uncles who murdered my father and usurped my throne, the Salt Throne of Pyke,” Yara insisted as they kept rowing, both of them now in earnest, toward King’s Landing.‘Some women cease to enjoy fucking when they’ve been raped, Your Grace,” Darren noted.“Those women aren’t Ironborn. They aren’t Yara Greyjoy ... Yara the Bottomless, a name that will instill both lust and terror at once for generations to follow. Did I ever tell you that.