SANSA STARK GAME OF THRONES YOUNG IMGUR NUDES

SANSA STARK GAME OF THRONES YOUNG IMGUR NUDES


Sansa Stark GAME OF THRONES YOUNG IMGUR NUDES

Lena Headey, Cersei Lannister, Peter Dinklage, Tyrion Lannister, Emilia Clarke, Daenerys Targaryen, Maisie Williams, Arya Stark, Kit Harington, Jon Snow, Iain Glen, Jorah Mormont, Sophie Turner, Sansa Stark, Nikolaj Coster-Waldau Nikolaj Coster-Waldau, Jaime Lannister, John Bradley, Samwell Tarly, Alfie Allen, Theon Greyjoy, Charles Dance,
Tywin Lannister, Rory McCann, Sandor ‘The Hound’ Clegane, Jack Gleeson, Joffrey Baratheon, Aidan Gillen, Petyr ‘Littlefinger’ Baelish

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The pressure of his fingers on hers forced her out of her paralyzed state. Sansa Stark gasped quietly and bucked her hips up. He moved his fingers over hers and encouraged her to continue stroking her eager sex with the same rhythm she had going before he interrupted her.
As the pleasure started to creep up again her thighs resumed their trembling and her hard breathing was saturated with little moans and whimpers. She couldn’t believe this was happening. As she continued to stroke against the top of her woman’s place some part of her sex began to ache with emptiness. She wanted more, something.

Sandor seemed to understand without words.

He moved his fingers lower and circled her opening slowly. She threw her head back, finally breaking their eye contact, and moaned wantonly. Sandor tenderly pushed half of one of his large fingers into her and Sansa Stark’s eyes filled with tears. She was overwhelmed. She let the arm that had been propping her up slide out from under her and she dropped her body back to press against his cloak.

He started moving his fingers in hard circles inside her, caressing her on all sides. The pleasure spiked the highest yet and she started pushing her hips down against his finger. She wanted more, wanted him deeper.

“More,” Sansa Stark sobbed.

“I can’t little bird Sansa Stark. Your maidenhead.”

At the sound of his voice Sansa Stark brought her eyes back to his and whimpered again. She bit down on her bottom lip and noted how his eyes darkened at the action. He slipped his finger just a tiny bit higher inside her and she keened. This was a dangerous game they were playing, but she didn’t care. Sansa Stark was so hot and wet for him the king himself could have broken down the door and she wouldn’t have cared.

“Please,” she begged.

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