As soon as her fingertips even touched her clit after her cunt-whipping, she came. Her back curved and her hips literally lifted off the bed, nipples ...tiff and stonily-hard. Her fingers shoved inside of her to ride the pleasure as her thumb worked her clit. Her head and hair flipped side-to-side, drool running out of her pretty mouth.When she came down from the high, she slumped onto the bed, her arms and legs splayed on the bed.Joffrey Baratheon’s cock was harder than it had ever been. He had. ‘I don’t suppose they could award this to someone else huh?’ ‘I think it says non-transferrable, or refundable.’ ‘Well it will make an interesting decoration on my wall, because to be honest, I’m not interested in a fantasy…At least not the kind they’re offering, now a week in Tahiti or in the bed of some famous actor yeah, but not this way.’ She lit cigarette, something she didn’t do very often. ‘Tell you the truth, if I was interested, I don’t think I would want my fantasy to end after 72. I staggered to my feet and found my clothes. I slipped them back on and staggered to where I thought the guest bedroom might be and slipped into the lump curled up under the covers. Lucky for me, it was Sammi.Sometime around nine the next morning, I woke up. Sammi was still asleep beside me. A part of me felt guilty and I was ashamed for giving in to lustful desires. I snuggled up next to her and she hummed her approval. I forced my hand in past the waistband of her jeans and in toward her. Thankfully, the paint had dried since that was the first bedroom that we had finished.We took our places on the queen-sized bed, one on each side as I turned out the light."I didn't mean you had to stay over there, Andy," she said in the darkness and I moved over toward the center. She was there facing me and her lower arm went under my neck as the upper one went around me. I put my arms around her, softly kissed her neck and I could feel her relax in my arms."This is nice. Just don't tell my.