Margaery giggled softly as he squeezed her breasts. She squirmed and looked up playfully to him as she pressed her forehead against his.
"I'm sure you do," she chuckled. Margaery had heard the tell-tale rapping against the wall that Mercy had done to signal her Mistress that she was near, the trap was laid, and they were being watched. She dropped her voice to a whisper so that only Hannibal would hear. "You know that you're the only man for me, don't you? That you will never have reason to suspect or fear losing me or my love?"
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Bronn didn't hear Margaery's last words, nor Mercy's signal to her Mistress that they were near. He was a strong man, Ser Bronn, so he did not soften immediately. His cock was a bit softwe, but still hard enough to remain inside her to stimulate her.
He laughed softly at her tease, but said nothing. Instead he pulled out and turned her so that her back was flush to his chest. Then he parted her thighs and slid inside her again, imagining that it was the soft Lady of the house that was pressed against the wall and receiving his cock.
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"I'm sure you do," she chuckled. Margaery had heard the tell-tale rapping against the wall that Mercy had done to signal her Mistress that she was near, the trap was laid, and they were being watched. She dropped her voice to a whisper so that only Hannibal would hear. "You know that you're the only man for me, don't you? That you will never have reason to suspect or fear losing me or my love?"
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Bronn didn't hear Margaery's last words, nor Mercy's signal to her Mistress that they were near. He was a strong man, Ser Bronn, so he did not soften immediately. His cock was a bit softwe, but still hard enough to remain inside her to stimulate her.
He laughed softly at her tease, but said nothing. Instead he pulled out and turned her so that her back was flush to his chest. Then he parted her thighs and slid inside her again, imagining that it was the soft Lady of the house that was pressed against the wall and receiving his cock.