He intends to take her for a Ride

While Lady Stark’s blowjob was a wondrous feeling for the Halfman, he wanted to see what the rest of her felt like as well.

He brought his hand to Lady Stark’s head and pressed it up, forcing her off his shaft and leaving a confused look upon her. It was almost cute in a way, how she looked both confused at why he had stopped her… and also annoyed that he had. Perhaps she just wanted to get this over with quickly, or perhaps she was enjoying this more than she let on.

“I think you’ve slicked me up enough. Why don’t you climb onto this lovely bed of yours and show me what those hips of yours can do?” Tyrion said, smirking all the while.

“Of course, my lord…” Catelyn replied hesitantly, before she begun to rise to her feet. Once standing, she brought her leg up and rested her knee against the bed before bringing her other leg up to join it. Soon enough, her body was hovering over the Imp below her. Tyrion did not sit idle as she did, pressing his trousers down to give his throbbing and slick cock breathing room before unbuttoning his shirt and letting it fall open.

Looking up at Lady Stark was how Tyrion normally had to look at everyone, and she always seemed to strong and proud. But now, looking at her hovering over him, naked for him and the Gods to see, she seemed like a Goddess herself. And now this goddess’s mature pussy was waiting patiently above Tyrions cock.

Lady Stark was hardly one for formality, clearly in a rush, as she took a hold of Tyrions cock and begun to guide it towards her entrance. However, Tyrion shot his own grip towards her wrist and held her in place.

“Now now, Lady Stark, I can see you’re eager but you really should let yourself enjoy the moment.” He said.

“With respect, Lord Tyrion, there is nothing about this moment that I enjoy.” She snapped back.

“Truly? Well let us remedy that then.” Tyrion simply replied, before moved his other hand towards Catelyn’s pussy and inserting a finger into it.

Catelyn didn’t quite let out a moan, more a surprised huff, as Tyrions hand navigated her womanhood as if it knew exactly where to go to press her buttons. Given how often the Little Lion had found himself in brothels, she shouldn’t be that surprised. Vigorously he begun to wiggle his finger around his target: Catelyn’s sensitive little clit, and this caused the Lady to flinch back and catch herself before she collapsed onto Tyrion. Despite her obvious efforts, she couldn’t keep the moans of pleasure from escaping her mouth in between huffs of air.

“My lord.. Ooo! What are you…” She tried to speak but Tyrion just kept up his barrage of rubs on her pussy, feeling it grow more wet by the moment.

“Well, I’m a firm believer in fair play, Lady Stark. And it just wouldn’t be right for you to polish my cock without me wetting your peach in return.”

And wet it did, with each wiggle of Tyrions finger he could feel the Lady’s pussy getting more and more soaked. Finally, it seemed she was ready… and so was he.

Catelyn’s hesitation was cast aside as she now pressed herself down to meet Tyrions waiting cock head with her pussy lips, engulfing it before she lowered herself down the rest of the shaft. As it pushed up into her it **** out a loud moan Catelyn failed to conceal, which was joined by Tyrions own satisfied grunt.

“By the Gods!” She exclaimed.

She paused momentarily as his cock had gone as far as it could, her hips pressed against Tyrions own, before she put strength into her knees and begun to move herself up and off the Dwarfs cock. But before she could release the cock inside her, she lowered herself down again with another moan from her lips and a PLAP sound as her bootyflesh slapped against Tyrions own skin. Slowly but steadily her pace increased, and soon she was riding on the little lords cock like it was a fast traveling steed. Huffs of air escaped both their lips along with their moans Tyrion sat back and let the Lady perform her apology in earnest.

“Hah, hoooo, well this is certainly a start!” Tyrion declared as he brought his hand up and delivered a quick spank to Catelyn’s rear. To strike a lady was normally a sentence to lose one’s hand, but in this case all Catelyn could do was keep moaning and riding Tyrions hard cock.

“Please my lord… Not so rough! Ah!!” Catelyn cried out as Tyrion spanked her again, ushering on her performance of impaling her pussy on his cock.

Not so rough eh? It seemed Lady Stark wasn’t used to more rough sex, not surprising given her husband. But perhaps Tyrion was not the kind of man to honor such a request…