Ummm…coffee fucking coffee!!” I screamed he stopped. “I’m cutting off your clothes baby, the scissors have gone walk about sorry didn’t get...time to go buy new ones. I swear I won’t hurt you. Are you okay to continue?” His arm was round me holding me as he looked deep into my eyes, they seemed to be soft beautiful blue, so deep and I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. “I’m sorry I panicked, yes okay …..Master.” As I breathed the last word, my master was back and the knife was under my shirt cutting. He was naked with an erection and offered me the chance to swallow a huge load that he was saving up just for me. He then pulled off my towel and left me standing there naked.“’ Don’t make me waste this on a Kleenex,” he said, “When we both could be enjoying ourselves.”I slapped him, pushed him aside, and ran into my room. I am guessing that he wasn’t affected by this whole episode because a minute or two later, I heard him grunting loudly, which I assume was him releasing the load he was. She was my vision of sexual perfection and I made the most of it. After a few minutes, I slid my left hand under her blouse again and hung on to her left tit. Then I eased my right hand around her waist and sank a finger into her soaking outer lips and found her clit. A couple minutes later, she climaxed again and then in another few minutes and then a third time in just a few minutes. After that, it seemed like there were just seconds between her orgasms, although it was probably a little. “Ser Gregor, pardon me, m’lord, but there is a rider here to speak to you,” the innkeeper intruded now, much to the Mountain’s annoyance, as he didn’t wish most to see his rather revolting flesh.“Oh, very well, then!” the Mountain consented, albeit reluctantly, to confer with the rider, though wary in case he was trouble.“You’re a hard man to find,” the man told him, revealing Lannister colors, “anyway, it’s been rough, trying to escape King’s Landing while that Greyjoy bitch in her boots and.