Margaery smiled and squeezed her legs around Hannibal. Without answering aloud, she flipped them over so that she sat atop him, still straddling him with his cock inside her. "Of course I do," she replied at normal volume this time - of course Bronn would have no idea what they were discussing.

She leaned back, pushing her hands through her hair and arching her back, putting her breasts on better display. "Gods...yes..." she moaned, circling her hips so that his hard cock hit every wall and every sweet spot inside her.

****

Bronn had indeed softened. He leaned back against the wall as he slid out of Mercy. He breathed heavily for several moments before he heard Margaery's voice again. He looked up and again saw her perfect, full breasts on display as she mounted her husband.

"They don't stop once they start up, eh?" He chuckled.