The Direwolves
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Ned Stark had much on his mind. Robert had asked him to be the new hand of the king. While it was a great honor, it would take him away from both his family and his home. As he did for all his important decisions, Ned had gone to the Godswood to think. Something about the cool Northern air and the tranquility of the forest cleared his head. And, as he always did, he had brought his lovely daughter with him.
Sansa Stark, Princess of Winterfell, was currently serving her father. On her knees, she was taking his cock in her mouth, taking as much of his impressive length as he could. Ned's father, Rickard, had taught him the importance of family. He had taught them that family should always be there for one another, in any way. His memories of triple teaming Lyanna with Benjen and Brandon were some of his fondest. Catelyn had been taught similar values in Riverun (the Tully words are Family, Duty, Honor after all), so when the two married they knew how they would raise their kids.
"You are the best cocksucker in Westeros," Ned praised, running his hand through her soft, red hair. Her pale body was completely exposed, her smooth ass raised high in the air.
"I'll try not to take that as an insult," Catelyn joked, entering the Godswood. She wore only a cloak, and one could catch glimpses of her breasts as she walked. "All these years and I still feel like an outsider when I come here."
"You are no outsider," Ned Stark replied, pushing Sansa further down on his cock.
"She has become quite skilled," the older woman comments. Sitting down on a nearby log, she admires how gracefully Sansa bobs her head on her husband's dick. "If only Arya could take it so deep."
"Arya is young. She will learn." Grabbing her hair, Ned slowly pulls Sansa off his dick. "Honey, I think your mother deserves a turn."
"Yes, Daddy!" She chirps cheerfully, crawling over to her mom. Catelyn parts her cloak and her legs, revealing her full breasts and trimmed pussy. Wasting no time, Sansa buries her face in the cunt that birthed her, licking up her mother's arousal.
"Where's Robb?" Ned asks, walking up behind his daughter. Spreading her cheeks, he lines up his impressive 9 inch member. "He never misses a chance to fuck Sansa." Using her ass as leverage Ned pushes in, letting inch by inch sink into her wet pussy. Sansa can't help but groan in enjoyment, plunging her tongue into her mom.
"Mmmmmm... Well, I sent Robb to get Arya," Catelyn moaned,
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