He has rewarded the bastard and his bride from the Westerlands who aided in the capture of the Mountain, per the bounty granted by Your Graces, and ha... convinced them to serve the realm in this war as well,” Varys informed each of them.“What’s this bastard’s name, anyway?” Dany asked out of pure curiosity.“Camren Hill, Your Grace. He is now wed to one Ashlyh Waters, evidently also a bastard, but from the Crownlands herself,” Varys answered, waiting to see if anyone drew the right conclusions. While walking by the pool area his heart jumped when he saw the masteron a large sunbed lying between two beautiful boys both boys around 20had a jewelled cock ring on and wore it with pride ,this was anindication he was a chosen bed warmer for the master , the highest gradethat was achievable Justin promised himself one day he would have a cockring just like that ,it was his only ambition. He pictured himself andjack lying either side of their master, sucking his nipples, strokinghis superior. "What'll you have?" I'll have a beer," I replied. "I can get my own."Sternly, she replied, "I'm buying the drinks, Paul, not negotiable."I noticed that she was drinking the first of many orange drinks that she'd have that night. It was in a fancy looking glass with a cherry and a lemon. When I asked her what it was, she said that it was called a Hurricane. When I asked her what was in it, she said it contained both dark and light rum mixed with fruit juice. My first thought was how ironic it. A slight shudder went through her being as his mouth sucked on that extend nipple but that convulsion was nothing when he slipped up her thigh, under the elastic of her panties and drove his finger totally up her now slightly moist crack and the more he fingered, the more her gasps echoed and more she vibrated and harder was her grasp at his groin where he had manoeuvred her grip.“Now we fuck” he muttered. Whether she understood he didn’t care, he pushed her back, pushed up her dress, and.