Somebody had bedded her daughter. And not just anybody. Somebody Sansa had loved and Wanted. Sansa was no longer a pure lady but a woman. This would b... troubling if the king wanted her to marry his son Joffrey. All hope rested on Arya then….Knowing Arya's character there wasn't much hope there either.Since Arya had turned 18 and become as beautiful as her late Aunt Lyanna Stark, there was even more madness in lust for the men of Winterfell. And she was just as accomplished a warrior as her. “I’ll get changed quickly.” “No Brian, it’s me that was invited.” Brian looked on in shock. “Oh.” “It’s just girly talk anyway. You would be bored.” “Who else is going?” He asked. Tammy continued to put on her lipstick. “I have no idea.” She told him. Fifteen minutes later she was gone and he was still in a state of shock. All sorts of things were running through his mind. All this talk of cuckoldry was sending his thoughts racing. He thought about going round there, they only lived a ten. I moaned more as the men sprayed the hot juice over me. I moaned as the tub filled with their piss. James finished, and I layed on my back in the piss pool, allowing the men to really wash their cum off my body.I spread the lips of my used pussy as one of the men pissed my cunt. I sllid two fingers in me, trying to feel the warm piss inside me. YES, MORE PLEASE, give me all of it. I moaned. The men were about done, I knelt infront of them sucking the last drop of piss from their spent cocks. I. The essence of Myra's sensuality seemed to engulf Sharon as she enjoyed the delicate and slender hands on her suddenly tingling breasts. An ensemble of mixed emotions surged restlessly within her mind and body, feelings that she had no power nor desire to resist. She felt as if mesmerized as Myra's exquisite face moved closer to hers and its perfect, full and soft mouth closed down once again upon her own, tenderly, moistly, warmly... finally, with increasing urgency. Sharon's lips felt.