" I can't believe what an asshole you are!"What the hell had I done to be considered an asshole in the space of few hours?Both of us went quiet as we ...ubbed pounding foreheads. The increase in our blood pressures, Rose Ann's from thinking she'd been m*****ed and mine from being accused of being a m*****er, began to subside and with it our headaches. At least a little. I was still rubbing my temples when I tried to explain why I wasn't an asshole, "Rose Ann, we just got drunk and fell asleep. I. Robb Stark groans as Catelyn leans down and slides her tongue and her hands over his smooth shaft, "You are...impressive, my son. You take after your father even more." Trembling hands tangle in her Tully-red hair, so much like Sansa's, as his moans increase in volume while the soft lips of Catelyn slip over his cockhead, sucking his cock into her wet, warm mouth, "Mother, I've never...I've never been with a woman."Parting her lips from her son's cock, Catelyn fluttered her tongue featherly. After a few minutes of relentless fucking, I could feel an orgasm mounting. I had no intention of pulling out as I was obsessed with soiling my best friend’s mother with my spunk in front of her husband. As I felt Carmen’s pussy starting to quiver, I whispered into her ear, ‘I’m going to cum.’ ‘Almost there, lover….just a little longer.’ Carmen begged looking into my eyes. Somehow I found the strength to continue a little while longer. I looked into my best friend’s mother’s face and saw how. Then I grabbed a second towel and worked up and down each of her legs in turn.I draped the second towel over her lap and reached up to slide the shower cap off her head. Then I took hold of her hands and peeled them away from her face.“What’s wrong?” I asked gently. “Are you wishing I hadn’t done that?”“I’m so embarrassed. I can’t believe I got like that.”I nodded. “Estelle gets into that state occasionally. Getting all dressed up and going to formal affairs seems to make her extra horny and a.