It was then that Tara’s body convulsed and she went stiff, tossing her head around as she came, her sweet nectar spilling out around my tender toes....I waited until she eased herself back against the couch and her breathing returned to normal before withdrawing my foot from her moist folds. I lazily rubbed my own pussy as Tara recovered, her body motionless. Then to my amazement I stared as she drew my toes into her mouth, licking her cream from between the soaked digits. All the while she. If things had ever gone that far south I would have stood with him at the very end against his foes, Feds or rival mobsters, defiant until the end. Needless to say, his nephew Wes didn't attract anything close to that level of loyalty. To him, everyone was just a pawn to be used and to be discarded when no longer necessary or useful. That bad habit of his was going to hurt him ... soon.Already, I was starting to use the money from the first small secret account to cover the expenses of the. While our sex life was pretty good, it was not like my wife to arrange something like this. But I certainly was not going to question her. So I headed into the bedroom.As I approached the open door, I saw that our room was bathed in candlelight. I was thinking that she had really gone to a lot of trouble to make this romantic, when, walking into the room I got an even bigger surprise. Libby was spread out in the center of our bed waiting for me. She was propped up on the pillows with a huge. That was the rather cryptic whisper in the queen’s ear. Danearys decided to communicate in a ‘mother’s way’ much like she nurtured and yet disciplined her dragons when it became necessary.If Jon Snow had gone the more barbaric route, he would have had whipped her then had her guts for garters. This was a far cry from the usual tripe you tended to find in the Seven Kingdoms Jon had gotten his message and expectation through the nerve endings of Danearys behind. The queen’s fine arse alabaster.