Partake of an Old Nan special

You pull yourself from bed, unashamed of displaying your morning erection to the haggard, ancient crone sat gently knitting on the chair by the door. Beginning to pull on your clothes, you leave your erection dangling out the front of your breeches. Old Nan, as you had found out a number of years ago from your Father, used to be a rather well 'respected' whore in Deepwood Motte before coming to the Stark Household, and had for many years, provided services to the Stark men (and if rumours were true, many of the women too).

Now, used up and spent, the young boys of the Keep made use of Old Nan largely through one thing that they had come to know as the 'Old Nan Special'.

You casually walk over to the old woman, cock swaying from side to side. Spitting in your hand as you walked, you begin to tug at your length, slathering it up and gaining full attention. You stop by the side of old Nan, who only barely registers your proximity, as she opens her nearly toothless mouth.

She calmly continues knitting as you place your cock at her entrance. She lets out not a sound as you begin to gently rock back and forth, the feeling of her gums on your cock like silk. Her saliva and your own mix around your cock as you begin to build up pace.

Old Nan doesn't miss a single movement with her needles as she placidly continues to knit. Eyes closed. Her movements, with both fingers and tongue, automatic.

You feel your cock churn as the moist cavern of her mouth bathes your erection, and with one last guttural groan unload into her mouth. You feel your seed swill around her mouth before she swallows it in three, small, polite gulps.

With a final, wet, plop, your rapidly deflating cock falls from her mouth, a small amount of spit and cum dribbling from her mouth. She picks up the knitted garment before her and dabs at her mouth before smiling, carefree, up at you.

"Feel better now, dear?"