Somehow I knew that a Fag was lower inrank that Cunt, which made sense since I had an extra hole with which toperform my comfort duties.When I reached...the mess hall, I could see that a small crowd hadgathered. They were all standing around Jackson, who I could see had abig grin on his face. I saluted him and sharply said, ?Cunt Cocksmithready to fuck!? This only made the crew laugh, but I didn?t reallyunderstand the joke. It wasn?t really my place to understand, however.As long as I was. He’s a pretty boy, that one. A bit like Lancel Lannister before he got religion,” Manderly declared, loud enough for all to overhear him, too.“Is it true that Queen Yara Greyjoy of the Iron Islands wears nothing below the waist?” Lord Robett Glover asked, having just entered the tent.“Hence her epithet, yes. I can attest that she is truly ... bottomless, as is claimed. It’s odd, but then she’s most often on the deck of a ship. One seldom needs skirts or trousers for that. At least if one has no. I can let it grow back if you prefer, but I feel cleaner like this.”“It’s your pussy -- wear it however you like.” Jason lifted her knees and lowered them to the sides to spread her thighs. He lay on his belly between them. Spreading her labia he worked his face between them, licking her vulva from bottom to top. He explored the shape of her clitoral shaft and hood with the tip of his tongue. Locating her engorged and firm clitoral glans tucked deep in its hood he began massaging it with his. Held there until her husband stuck two of his fingers into her pussy, collected some moistness, and pronounced that, yes indeed, he did still taste her lover's cum from the previous day's playdate . She remembered, and her thoughts came randomly: how he had at first, kissed her and bit her lips gently, while caressing her back, and feeling tingles run up and down her spine; and then how he wrapped his long arms around her and pulled her into him, so she could feel his heartbeat and mAke her.