Empire of Ice and Fire

The warm sun of the summer islands shone through the stain glass window, illuminating the three bodies, entangled in heated passion.

"By the gods" Jon groaned muffled as the hot moisture of his aunt engulfed his massive erection. He has had many many lovers in the three summers his life had seen, but no mouth of a lyseni pillow servant or and braavosi courtesan could ever hope to compare tho wet paradise that was the fucking throat of Daenerys Targaryen. Seemingly without effort the silver haired beauty swallowed; no; devoured the ten inches of his manhood, while her lust filled eyes gazed at the scenery before her. That scenery being the perfect backside of her best friend riding her nephews face, having the time f her life.

"Oh your highness" the crystal clear voice of Missandei chirped in the air. His aunt had an excellent taste in picking her companions Jon thought between a greedy slurp and an involuntary grunt of pleasure. _literally good taste _he mused while his tongue feasted on the juicy cunt that the beauty of Naath was grinding into his face.

Meanwhile Jon felt the sift lips of Dany reaching the very base of his manhood, her slender throat having swallowed his cock in its entirety, being bulged and thickly veined a s a result. Where other woman's would have had tears in their eyes or even gaged, she was merely working that thick piece of meat in her with all the tools she had. Her lips, her tongue, even the very muscles in her gullet massaged him like she was born to do so.

(tba)