A delightful gathering.

It took the pair a while to get cleaned and dressed--Catelyn's dress was ruined, and they wound up selecting another from those in the guest quarters, a scandalously light and revealing thing that was all sheer fabric and lace. Catelyn almost didn't want to wear it to the meal, but Robb noted that the Arryns were doubtless going to be preoccupied.

Which was proven to be utterly true when they arrived there and found Lysa leaning over the table, her dress rolled up to her waist, revealing the wobbling cheeks of her ass, as Robin ate out his mother from behind. "Ooooh," groaned Lysa, her hips jerking back and forth, "that's it, Sweetrobin, eat Mommy's sweetness, eat it right up..." She turned to Catelyn and Robb as they entered. "Ahhhh... Sorry, but you took sooo long we started with--hmmm--out yoooouuuu... Oh, Godsssss!"

Robb and Catelyn took their seats. Catelyn managed a nod, her cheeks flushed. "I... that is... all right, Lysa. We will serve ourselves." She leaned over the table, looking over the rather scant fare. Robb glanced at her, and found himself noting that the semitransparent fabric of the dress they'd chosen practically revealed the cheeks of her ass. He suppressed a groan--despite having fucked his mother not that long ago, his horniness had not abated, and Robin and Lysa's little display had him hard as a rock again. A moment looking at his mother's gorgeous behind, all while Lysa Arryn moaned in ecstasy, made up his mind. Grabbing his mother's hips, he pulled her dress up and began to lick at the musky folds of Catelyn's pussy.

As his mother let out a sharp moan, Lysa Arryn's eyes went wide. "Oh, Cat!" she groaned. "Your boy likes to have his mommy's sweetness too! That's--unngh--so... precious! Ahhhhh!" Catelyn managed only an inarticulate groan as a reply. For a long while, they stayed like that, the sons devouring the womanhoods of their mothers...