The girl blushed and she felt her nipples harden against the coarse towelling.“Thank you, so do you.”“You think so?” the woman seemed surprise...d.“Sure I do,” she affirmed. “It suits you, so thick and long and with such blue eyes. I think red hair is beautiful.”Now it was the woman's turn to blush.“No one has said anything so nice to me for a very long time.”The girl was surprised.“Really?” she asked. “Why?”The woman shrugged. “I don't know. Maybe I am not really so...”“But you are. Look at you.. . I have a wife, family: This is wrong:- Relax: This happens only once in a lifetime: This would be an unforgettable experience: No one will know: We live different lives back home: Just let it go: Let this paradise be yours, let me guide you there:With those words, you first time tasted her lips: They were sweeter than honey: When you slid your hands through her body it felt like you are touching silk: And then, you felt something hardening and growing, and it was not yours. You jumped away. She managed to turn around, even though I still had a hold of her hair... "I was going back to.." she started, but then she saw the look on my face and she just smiled. I push/pulled her down by her hair so she was kneeling in front of me and I said: "Suck it... suck my cock hard!".. Actually it was more of a whisper than a confident instruction, but it didn't miss its effect.Linda opened her mouth and without using her hands took my cock into her mouth and started linking the shaft with her. In any case, as to this fellow, his bride, and the Mountain, how best to use them all? Perhaps offer the man a knighthood should he fight for us against the Dead? According to this report, he claims to be of House Reyne, a bastard of their family. I didn’t know that any Reynes were left, bastard or not! Wasn’t that the point to the ‘Rains of Castamere’?” Ser Jorah agreed now.“It’s also quite evident that the Mountain should be inducted into the Night’s Watch and forced to fight the Dead with.