Should he go to his room, she was there already, waiting quietly and patiently for her husband. He had been relieved beyond words when she bled again ...t the beginning of the month. Sansa had not. She had been hoping for a child. How would you have explained it, Sansa? Its a relief that there is no child. It would be a shame to your reputation and the baby itself. Jon had said gently to an irritated Sansa. Sansa hadnt liked that. There is nothing wrong with my reputation that would shame me or. I want to work things out with you,” he said softly.She wanted to melt, normally she would have given in at the first moment he touched her, but she needed more.When she said nothing, he continued, tracing his fingers along her arm, “At times I can be careless with your feelings. I’m not proud of myself when I do that. I can’t promise you I won’t say or do something stupid in the future, but I can promise that I will work harder at making things right. I was wrong to lash out at you and accuse. I was starting to get concerned about what else might happen that wasn’t in the script, but Brother Cecil’s aggressive manner convinced me to keep quiet and just play my part as the cuckold husband. I think that was part of his plan to cause discomfort and true emotion in me, and I saw that the audience was reacting strongly to his passions.Brother Cecil moved forward on the bed and looking at me said, “Those are some beautiful and tasty white tits, but my cock is aching to get a taste of Pam’s. My son never said a word.One night I had one of my fuck buddies over for some wine and a quickie. Nothing really out of the usual, we drank, fucked, and fucked some more. The sex was always amazing with him. He had a 7 inch cock that shot upwards about halfway down the shaft. He could stay hard for hours... he'd fuck me all night if I let him. We got pretty drunk and loud that night, I'd be surprised if the neighbours didn't hear us. Throughout the night I saw something in the corner of my.