Magister Illyro leaned over to her when he noticed her blushing cheeks to whisper to the bride, "A Dothraki wedding without at least three fuckings is...considered a dull affair."Following this, gifts and tributes were given by the multitude, acknowledged by profuse and fumbling thanks by Daenerys and, if pleased, a simple grunt from Khal Drogo. The westerosi knight, ser Jorah Mormont, gave her a number of books about her people's histories, after which she thanked him from the bottom of her. Think Dominik Bauer for versace! versace never dissapoints. She walked up to the confessional in her red stilettos. Wearing this underneath her cloak...“father forgive me for you will sin” the words flew out of her mouth.She pushed back his confessional curtain, her cloak falling to the floor. His eyes widened as she ripped his pants off. “no don't please. You must stop!” cried Father bauer.But she did not stop, instead taking his manhood in her hands. She shoved it into her mouth and began. ...walked myself to my sofa and the first thing I do is check my emails.......I need to have this domination over my erg, my addiction to you and your mouth over my cock wrapping your tongue like a snake merging over its needs to survive......my mind still thinking of how I would have you suck my cock.....but no!.....not now!.....I need to check my emails......searching through my emails nothing to catch my attention and nor any chat messages left by you.....thinking to myself hope she is. Then she spread her shaved pussy lips apart and started to piss in to his mouth, slowly at first, but after a few seconds, it really started coming out. You could hear her stream of piss hitting the piss he was holding in his mouth. It started to overflow and run down the side of his face, then he closed his mouth and you could hear him gulp her urine down as she continued to piss on his face and neck. After about a minute she was done and pressed her pussy over his mouth, forcing him to clean.