You want him so badly at this moment, it’s hurting _and_ wonderful. It doesn’t help (or maybe it helps too much) when he says, ‘Nah, you’re so...fter,’ and replaces the petal with his finger, rubbing it in a light circle over the spot that sets you off most. You tremble under his hand and it gets hard to keep your focus on him. ‘Baby…’ It isn’t long before the sweat running down your skin matches how slick his finger feels on you. You want him. Oh, yes, do you want him. And the pleasureable moan. My married fuck bud started grunting and increased his speed and I was still having my anal orgasm when I heard him utter "OH MY FUCKING GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWD....UH..UH..UH" and I felt his warm load unleash inside me. Well that was it I was done and knew that it was time. I bounced on his dick three times hard and staccato as he came and then I felt the tingling in my ball, the tingling up my spine and my whole body, I was gonna cum.Right before I was going to tell him I was going to. I started imagining stories with those perverts, far beyond Cersei's fucking twin brother, or Khaleesi Daenerys, the whore queen, the heroine of the story, the last of the Targaryen.Who knows sómany other characters. Sure why not, a tale with my favorite: Tyrion. But George had already put other women in the dwarf's bed... So I thought I'd write a less likely story, perhaps Arya, initiated into the Confraternity by the priest, he would initiate her into other less noble arts, but much more tô. We were so close I could see her perfectly round, skinny ass and right there, face level, what we now refer to as "camel toe" , but what I just thought was the part of my cousin I wasn't supposed to stare at. To late, she saw me stare and just smiled , embarrassed, I just kind of rolled away and tried not to let her see my growing bulge. She called it a "softie" Right there in the dark, she asked me why I turned away, was I getting a softie? I probably mumbled something incoherent, and.