She saw the meaty pole that was Jon's Manhood at the entrance to her need filled pussy. All 8 inches of it. She unconsciously licked her lips. Oh she ...ad chosen well.He stared into her blue eyes, concern, apprehension and love all in his eyes."Sansa…we can stop right now if you say so. We can get our clothes on and pretend this never happened. No one in or out of Winterfell would ever know. But once i do this…Once I take your innocence….you'll be ruined for any other man." She looked calmly. He's such a neat person, amazing me that his jacket is in heap. His breath is rougher. He wants me. He always does. Since that first kiss in the bookstore, he's wanted me. He said he was drawn to my energy. Two weeks of sex, exploring, touching and fucking makes you only want it more, I think. I push his legs closed and lean over and kiss him. Oh, those lips will be the end of me. I straddle his hips and settle mine on his thighs. My hands caress his bare chest and I pull back to ask him. So far it looks really good; they have thrown caution to the wind rejoicing over my demise,” I said.“Ben, tomorrow you will be emailed names and numbers for the task force to work on from a G-mail account with a sender of ‘one-pissed-off-bitch’. Oh, by the way; you will also be named temporary chairperson just in case the information keeps coming and I need to lie low for a couple days or am so sore I cannot wear a vest before I have a miraculous recovery” I said.“You know all the networks are. It was wavy and black. All black lingerie, thigh-high, and heels on my dusky skin and pair it with some cherry red lipstick. I stood Infront of the full-sized mirror and admired me. I looked Godly and ravishing – a dangerous combination.As I finished dressing up, I heard the knock on my door. I was seated in the chair – checking my emails for any official correspondence that needs to be answered immediately. I did not notice who came through the door. I was immersed in reading through my mail.I.