The Grand door

Tyrion crept up to the large door on his stunted legs. He pushed it open slowly, praying for it not to make a noise. He peeked through the small crack in the door, holding his breath. His jaw dropped at what he saw.

Catelyn, stark naked in the middle of her spacious room, preparing for the feast. She was holding up dresses to herself, while gazing into her large looking glass. Tyrion greedily gazed at her sturdy figure, toned with subtle curves. He began to work his cock out of his trousers, jacking off to the lady paramount.

Catelyn had selected her wardrobe for the evening, and set about getting ready. She began with fresh smallclothes pulling them up her skinny frame. She began to ready her dress.