Yes

Her hand started to move up and down against your pole. Her face filling up with red embarrassment. Her hand amateurly jerking your cock slowly.

"Faster my wolf whore." You said leaning down into her ear.

Her smooth hand quickening the pace as a winterfell soldier walked up. His aging face telling many different tales.

His voice spoke softly, "My lady. I need more food for my children and wife."

You grip the table when Sansa started stroking you ruthlessly. Her hand a blur as you lean back in your chair.

"I don't know if we can spar my food. We barely have enough to feed the people in Winterfell." Sansa spoke like someone who was stroking a cock.

The man was about to speak but you mutter. "Uhh. I can. Mmm. Take care of this my lady."

Sansa look back at you with a grin. Her hand not slowing as she try to make you cum.