“Furthermore, as you can see, the bannermen of the Stormlands have all flocked to my own banners, friends. They did so in mere days, my friend. Why,...because these are the Stormlands, and the name of House Baratheon still commands respect here. I am the last true Baratheon and I demand that you surrender this castle to me.“Remember, if you refuse, you choose to die of privation, of exposure, of hunger, of thirst, of disease, as happens in castles and cities under siege. That’s a horrid way to. There's some cleansing milk and somecotton wool on my dresser if you want to take some of that and clear the makeup off"Andrew went upstairs to get changed while Helen carried on tidying up. Shewas by now convinced that Andrew was better off as a woman. It just suitedhis personality a lot more. She had also decided that he had to make thatdecision for himself. No one else could make it for him. She'd be there tosupport him and help him but she wasn't about to put the idea into his head.So she. As he turned, his limb dick covered in a mixture of juices, I opened my mouth and heard the woman taking several pictures with her phone….. There I was, on my knees and sucking the limp-cock of the large man who had just fucked my wife. My wife, who was dressed as a whore, casually watched… all while this dominant woman who was about to pierce my wife’s nipples, documented my oral talents with her phone camera.“That’s it Honey” said the woman, “suck him good. He hasn’t had a good fuck like the. Then he will be sucking my cum off you, I don't remember exactly what I said at the time, but it was equivalent to, "horny bastard ". We finished our fuck, and Peter drove me to the bottom of our avenue, and I walked the rest of the way home, basically to let the night breeze cool me down, so the smell of sweat, cum, and juice, wouldn't be so powerful as I walked into the house, of course my husband wasn't home, so I jumped in the shower, and gave myself a good scrub, feeling the tenderness of.