My fingers parted her sweet lips and I could feel her warmth and also her wetness, and his. She was a gooey, sloppy mess, panty pudding. The guy must ...um in buckets I thought. I ran one finger in her and her pussy was hot and I could feel her back onto my finger, seeking greater penetration. I pulled my finger from her, which was soaked, dripping with his product. I moved my fingers down to her face. “Here you little slut. Clean his cum off my fingers.” “No, I don’t want to taste him.” This. Have her roar so loudly that Ron and Todd hear her."I nodded and held her thighs as tightly as I could. She surely couldn't stay still, and with every passing lick and press of the lips, too, I made her lose it a little more. Anthony stayed down to watch me fuck her up close for a moment, but he did lean back up after a couple of minutes.He began thrusting his cock ever so slowly and didn't ever increase his speed too much. Although, that didn't go with hot swiftly, I ate her out. Even though. Sansa had only known Joffrey as King for a short time but she knew enough to know that spring in his step was a bad sign. As door after giant metal door was swung open for him, the young king smirked to himself. After all the years he had suffered under his father’s incompetence and his mother’s scheming he finally had the power he deserved and all those who snickered behind his back and looked down on him would now serve his every whim or come face to face with his fearsome enforcer. Sandor. He should have been usedto it, yet such added reminders of his status always tormented him. Whenher latest bedmate, whoever he was arrived, it would only get worse.As if on cue, there was a loud knock on the door. Pete went to the hallentrance to the living room and peeked around. Andi opened the frontdoor and there stood a tall broad-shouldered man. He had short hair, athick mustache, and a winning smile. He wore a well-cut sport jacketover a black shirt. His slacks were charcoal grey. .