You remain hard

"Well, it needn't end any time soon." You whisper and plant a sweaty kiss on her lips. Your tongues snake out and entwine. Sansa tastes of roses and salty sweat as the kiss deepens.

You roll her on her side, and pull her to the edge of the bed. As you unplug your cock from her pussy, cum leaks from it.

Now prone, and on her side in a seated position, her teenage arse is revealed in all it's glory - sweat and cum glistening across it. She looks over her shoulder at you as you plant your feet on the side of the bed and line your hard-on up with her red, raw, freshly fucked pussy lips.

For a second you wonder about her womanhood - perhaps it would be best to ask her at a later date. It could have been that your cum swilling around her cunt, joined with your mingled sweat, washed it away. She also rode frequently - you understood that frequent horse-riding could break a virgin at an early age.

You catch yourself as Sansa's seductive, over the shoulder look breaks into a smug grin.

"Enjoying the view, bastard?" she asks, holding her legs to one side of you as you growl in response.

Your slick prick enters her moist cunnie with no resistance, and Sansa moans, loudly, biting down on the sheets beside her. She lets go of her legs as she grabs hold of the linen beneath her and you begin to rail into her cunt, long, steady thrusts.

"Gods..." Sansa whimpers.

You revel in the image of your sister, prone on the bed as your cock sinks in and out of her tight, teenage pussy.

Minutes pass, and you lose yourself in the tightest cunt you've ever experienced. Listening to the sounds of your sisters begging.

"Please Jon. More. Fuck. Fuck me. Jon, please." A breathless litany of pleading to be bred.

You pick up speed, and reach a hand down to her clit, beginning to rub it in short, sharp circles. She tenses and begins to quake almost immediately and her own climax bubbles from her pussy lips as they clamp down, vice-like, again and again on your cock.