In one fluid motion, you roll me onto my stomach, and pull my hips into the air. Leaning close behind me, your hands cup the round globes of my ass an... pull me toward your throbbing shaft. I am hot and ready for you, a guttural moan echoing from me as you thrust into my core. You thicken and moan your pleasure into my shoulder, your fingers plaited in the lengths of my hair. I shudder in ecstasy, as the tension not only mounts in the depths of my core, but radiates out from there to each. She had put that monster Joffrey Baratheon on the Iron Throne and helped him keep it until he was poisoned. Yes, she had to pay and so she did ... with her life’s blood as well as her life itself.Now, I thought, the people of King’s Landing would never be subjected to more of Cersei’s folly. Anyway, I rushed to take a shower and I felt almost human again ... for just a moment, of course. I felt two bodies slip in with me, and I knew instantly who they were. Jenny and Carrie, my old Earth. Tristan watched the dwarf monstrosity rip the lock off of his prison and throw the door open. He lifted Tristan like he was light as a feather and sat him down and wrapped him in furs. Tristan started feeling better as the dwarf rubbed him trying to warm him up. He watched the dwarf warily as he rummaged through his sack and set about preparing a soup or broth."I am called Tristan," he stated, introducing himself. "What are you called?" Graydon," the dwarf mumbled as he stirred the contents of. Her son's eyes were focused on her middle as the triangular patch of pubic hair made its appearance, like the curtains parting to reveal a star performer. NO THONG! the song rang in his brain like a gong, no panties, no undies of any sort; nothing but the finest fur of pure pussy!!! Eventually his eyesight rose to the twin mounds of his mother's mammeries, the left matched what he had seen earlier of the right. Like a Venus statue in the museum, but in living color and loving display and.