The floor and couches were covered in fur.On one couch was a blonde haired girl, Trinity recognised her from the drawing that Sister E had done. "You'...e Sarah Bletchstein. I'm trying to rescue you." Trinity said.Sarah raised herself on one arm and looked at Trinity, "You've got to be joking, so how come you're in here with me then?" She asked sarcastically.Trinity grimaced, "I didn't say I was successful, I said I was trying!" Maggie managed to say before Mahut could answer; it was the right. In the end, some distant cousins from their own house were engaged to the royal children, Joffrey's betrothed suffering beatings every week as per his childish rages.It was when her late husband's baseborn son returned from the wall, having refused the oath of the watch, that things changed at Winterfell.######################################She had been lonely. Being a widow at 37, her bed empty of another body to warm it as Ned had had made her eyes stray. Stray onto the only thing of Ned's. We sit on opposite side of the bed staring straight at each other. I start rehursing my lines. She slowly layed flat on the bed and tells me they're are faster ways to get a job. I ask her what is the fastest way and she answers sex. She tells me that should be my first thing I should prep for befor verbal communication. She is a principle and much wiser then me so I took her advice. She tells me I could practice on her. So that's what I did, I took of my clothe, slowly pulled up her red dress. Every time she hit my balls it forced me to bite deeper, and now there I was crying on the floor, an I couldn’t breath. That thick black cock was way down my throat and I couldn’t get it out… so I had to swallow it; I felt that long dark meat sliding slowly into my gut as I took a deep breath. When I awoke from my dream I had a hard-on, and at my age a hard-on does not happen every morning, not only was my tiny dicklit hard, so hard it hurt, and I had cum soaked underwear, I had an orgasm in.