No one in their right mind would connect Robert Arryn and the concept of strength without putting in some form of negation.A blinding light flashed be...ore Lyonel Baratheons eyes, after which the beds occupant knew exactly what Jon Arryn meant by his last words. Not because he had an epiphany, but instead because the beds occupant was no longer Lyonel Baratheon. Not really. His meticulously sculptured body still remained, fear not, but unbeknownst to anyone of this world, the person inhabiting. Before it could react she was on his back digging her fangs deep into the neck while the other lions attacked. The buffalo kicked and bucked but May's claws on all four feet were dug into various areas of its back and sides. One lion bit into the underside of its neck. Between the weight of six young lionesses, it collapsed. May's powerful jaws broke its neck while the other had her mouth on its throat smothering it. The animal ceased all resistance as it laid on its side waiting to die.Already. Full awareness returned to her mind, and her body, and her muscles, and she stretched, as if in wakefulness, pulling against elastic mystery which held her, but prevented any movement.There was no thought of escape.The familiar penetration started as a moist caress at her lips, and it began to slowly, and implacably, force its way into her. Pleasure blossomed in her body, the familiar touch of a lover becoming something else. Grateful at the return of her muscles, she pushed against it, again,. . Itne me chachi ne mujhe khana khane ke liye bulaya..Khana khane ke baad chachi nahane chali gyi aur mai unke kamre mai ja kr baith gya..Maine dekha ke bathroom ka door khula hai.. Aur mai awaj kiye bina chupke se chachi ko dekhne lga.Mai dekhkar hairan ho gya.. Kyunki chachi mera namm lai kr mastburate kr rhi thi.. Ye dekhkar mai bhi pagal ho gya aur apne lund ko sehlane lga. Aur unke room mai wait krne lga..Itme me chachi towel me wrap ho kr room mai aayi.. Aur mujhe simile di..Wo mirror ke.