.. his cock in my mouth... his big cock... ohh... ohhhhh..."I pulled away from the wall, shaking in the darkness. Emmie was masturbating. She was fant...sizing sucking cock. My cock was so hard, so stiff, so painfully throbbing. I reached for it and started stroking. I could still hear my daughter faintly through the wall, her moans of pleasure and lust getting louder and louder. I stroked myself faster and faster, imagining it was MY cock she was sucking! My baby, Emmie had her lips wrapped. Also “Where is his wife ?” I couldn’t find her either. It took me a while to realise that he was inside his bedroom, on the top floor.“Should I go in ? Will his wife be inside ?” Several thoughts crossed my mind. Reluctantly I went inside. I don’t know what I was thinking but I went in without knocking the door. There he was, standing all naked, wiping his wet body with the towel. With his back turned towards me, I could see his ass. The first time seeing a man naked I became too excited. All I. Very well-played, my good knight. You have an edge in the game of thrones thus far, but let me remind you of what I once told Ned Stark: when you play this game, you win or you die. There is no consolation prize,” Cersei persisted, making me laugh now.“Stannis? King of Westeros, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms? I didn’t reopen the brothels just to close them, my fair Queen Regent, I assure you of that. My attitude toward such matters is much closer to that of your late husband, Robert Baratheon. I. A beautiful woman such as yourself shouldn’t have to put up with that. I am assuming you were or are still a model, correct.”“I was a model in the Soviet Bloc countries, but not here in the U.S. Then, I met Doug at a modeling shoot. I did some pictures for an advertising rollout for him. We clicked, dated, and then we got married.”Greta and Tiff strolled over to Jay after they got their drinks. “Jay, I believe you have met Greta at the pool this afternoon. She insists you are very talented..