by Firehead » Sun Sep 03, 2023 3:16 am
Sansa chuckled rubbing a palm against your forehead as waves of pleasure washed over you while letting your tongue continue to writhe within her sex. When you come down and ask about her turn, Sansa nods, "Unfortunately, being the daughter of a Lord, I must keep some consideration for my future marriage." Still straddling your face, she leans forward pulling up her skirt. Her sex remains hanging over you as she continues. "You'll have to make do with here. That shouldn't be a problem, right?" The guard chuckles. "It's not often a guy like me gets any kind of offer to have fun with a lady, so no, I don't mind keeping my fun constrained to your ass."
The man crawls over you. You feel his ass press down on your chest as he gets comfortable, and pressure soon builds around your tongue within her entrance as he starts prodding into Sansa's back door.