My wife, who isnormally ultra-conservative, surprised the hell out ofme by giggling and doing the same thing to me. Trent and I kept chatting conversa...ionally as the womencontinued to absently run their hands over us and kissour necks, My cock was as hard as a rock under theblanket and I imagine Trent’s was as well, after a fewmoments of this, Sophie made a show of sliding her handunder the blanket and you could tell that she wasundoing the buttons of Trent’s shorts, finally we. We washed ourselves, came to bedroom and dried ourselves and dressed ourselves. Now it was time for evening so we thought of leaving and he went to settle the checkout and I was wondering what I have done. I never wanted to get this physical with anybody till my marriage…Why did I? I was proud I didn’t give myself completely to him…but I was too feeling uneasy about it. He returned and we both collected out things and left. It was a pleasant drive back home, listening to good music and moments. It was like I was under her spell, she instructed me to unzip my pants and I did. Her hand was cool and soft against my hard cock. My hips moved up to give her access to my full 7 inches. I was trying to concentrate on driving but she was driving me crazy, her hand sliding up and down on my shaft.I turned onto a quieter street so I wouldn't have to pay as much attention to the other drivers. I moved one of my hands to her thigh but she took it away. "No, don't," she said. "not yet."I didn't. The armies of the usurper-king, Tommen Baratheon, had started to assemble. She could either win her throne by heading north, or she could turn around and show Doran just how displeased she was with his cowardice.She did as I expected. She turned her armies north to march on the capital. Doran could wait until after the war.There were three options open to her. She could take a ship, where her Dothraki screamers and Unsullied would be useless, or she could go by land. If she went by land, she.