‘I think you should see a doctor. It was a bad fall… ‘I’m fine, thank you. I just bruised my wrist a little’ She drew her knees up to her ...hest, getting ready to stand up. Then she realized that her left shoe was missing. Her eyes darkened, and her lips pouted childishly. ‘I’ll bring it right away,’ he said and looked around. ‘Thanks.’ She nodded, and then wiggled her toes impatiently. The shoe was lying on its side, about twenty feet up the stairs. He took it up, then checked if the heel. My mouth enthusiastically kissed, licked, and brushed itself along her pussy lips as my finger flicked her clit, eliciting a gentle sigh of appreciation from my muse. I took pleasure in her sighs and continued, focusing my attention on her clit. Settling my pussy-fragrant mouth on her clitoris, I began tugging, pulling and twisting her energetic nub with ‘bee stung’ lips. Angie’s cries of contentment echoed throughout the room. She grabbed the back of my head, squeezed her thighs and wetly. It wasn’t that painful at first, and I realized that it wasn’t the impact of a hand but something softer and more pliable. Leather? A belt? The second slap, though, drove any thoughts from my mind, lighting up my pussy with agony. I let out a high-pitched scream against Brenda’s bum hole, but that came out as a muffled whine and only seemed to inspire them, because she growled and moaned above me while the slaps started to fall faster and faster. But even though it hurt like hell and I couldn’t. Even in his seventies, the Warden of the East had been as healthy as a man half his age and he had passed away in a single night, fallen victim to an unknown illness. Lyonel was not prone to grievance, but his dreams last night had been unpleasant to say the least. Jons words rang through his head and he tried and tried to make sense of it.The seed is strong.Jon Arryn was an expert in economical questions, but Lyonel doubted he was telling them to look out for a good harvest in the near future..