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You loosen the strings on your bottoms, before freeing your morning erection. With the three Stark women there, outlined in the dawn's light, you can't help but begin to daydream, tracing the contours of their bodies with your eyes. It had been so long since you last visited the Winterfell whore, Roz, and, once spitting in your hand, you begin to toy with your hard-on, gently massaging it whilst you begin to imagine what it would be like to plumb the wet, receptive depths of Sansa's tight teen cunt, or how Arya would sound, begging for cum, or the noises the prissy, bitchy Catelyn would make as you claimed her tight, doubtlessly virgin arsehole.