Even bearing his bastard would make any lady have clout in the settlement. Jon had heard rumours that many on his "Council of the people" were pushing... for Hereditary leadership, passing the Mantle of leadership onto Jon's children when he died. Though many of those from across the sea and Westeros were for it, the blockade came from the wildlings in the council, citing the old ways, something that Jon appreciated. But even those were few and far between. Many wanted Jon's blood to remain in. I let go of her hair and I stood up on my knees, my dick still all the way up her soaking pussy. I looked down at her and smiled as I softly massaged her big tits as they spilled over her sides, while still slowly fucking her.My beauty dozed off for a few minutes, so I took some pictures of her sopping, stretched pussy to give to a buddy who I owed some money to and who likes Leslie and needs something to beat off to. I would be embarrassed to tell anyone how much those pictures were worth in. She is there for me and we hold each other whether we're in bed or not. If either of us is hurt, it is me. You cheated on me, Michelle." Is that why you didn't tell her that I'm your step mom and we have sexual history?"She shook her head and rubbed her face with both hands for a few seconds. "She talked about you?" she wondered, dropping her hands.I took a deep breath. "I think she did because she was comfortable with me. She didn't even cover up when we first saw each other. She just let me. . but be ready.I couldn't tell if there was anyone in the kitchen or in the back of the apartment. I concentrated on listening for anything that might help me locate the hit man ... if that's who it was. I don't know if time compresses or expands when you're in a situation like this. It might have been less than a minute or it might have been much longer, I couldn't tell. I knew I was forcing myself to breathe evenly, steady my nerves, and be alert. I might only get one chance.It's strange what.