Breed Catelyn

Rock hard, you decide to forego stripping yourself of your clothes, instead releasing your 8" member from your breeches and revealing yourself to Lady Stark. Her gaze on you is unfaltering, and you step towards her, her hand moves away from her cunt lips, they're damp and glistening as you grab her by the nape of her neck, tugging her head back slightly as you grip her skin and hair.

Her legs widen further as you step between them and line your cock up with her slit, her wet hand reaches your waist and she pulls you closer. Her legs wrap around you, and you feel her velvet pussy lips begin to massage your penis as you enter her. Slowly at first, but the lustful look in her eyes begs you deeper. You ram your length into her, penetrating your mothers cunt and pressing up against her womb. Her depths wrap around your meat angrily, working your penis masterfully. She groans and her arms shoot out, grabbing the side of your face as her legs pull you in to her. She forces your eyes onto hers.

"Plant a child in my belly. Claim me with your bastard seed and place a bastard child inside me, bastard."

Her legs around you, you pull harder on her neck, slide your cock from her wet, fertile, motherly depths, and ram yourself back inside her.

Your speed is steady. In, out, in, out. Her legs around you cocoon you within her. Her gaze spurs you in, her moistness grows until your cock is coated in her. You reach down with your free hand to play with her clit but she stops you, placing your hand instead on her breast. A handful of glorious flesh, soft and supple between your fingers.

Her angry, focused face makes you grow harder as her moans turn to controlled, forceful begging.

"Breed me, Jon Snow. Put a child in me. I will make your Father raise your child, and you will keep planting children in me until he grows infirm and old, and then you will continue to breed me, and finally we will tell him the truth."