"Tyrion Lannister, Lord of the seven kingdoms! Still baffles me!" Bronn declares as he walks beside Tyrion in the palace gardens.
"Bronn the sellsword, now hand of the king! Equally baffling I'd say," Tyrion replies with a grin.
"Well what can I say your grace, the gods have been kind to the both of us."
"Indeed my loyal friend, indeed."
Suddenly both men hear faint laughter from afar, drawing nearer and louder with every step they take. Then out from the bend ahead the stunningly beautiful Sansa appears. She turns and takes a look behind her before running towards them. On seeing the two men Sansa slows down and approaches them with a wide smile on her face.
"Pardon me my love, we were playing a game," Sansa says as she bends down and plants a soft kiss on Tyrion's lips.
"That's very good my queen. Just be careful not to injure yourself dear," Tyrion replies.
Just then, Margaery also appears from the bend.
"Here she is ladies!" Margaery calls out to the others as Sansa takes off laughing.
Margaery too slows down before reaching the men, smiles lovingly and plants a kiss on Tyrion's lips.
"My queen, you look absolutely stunning!" Tyrion compliments.
"Thank you my love. You look as handsome as ever yourself,"she returns the compliment with a naughty grin. With that she Kisses Tyrion once more before running off after Sansa.
"Your grace, I know I've said it a thousand times, but you are one lucky..."
Before Bronn could finish his sentence someone crashes into Tyrion, and they both fall to the ground with a loud thud. They were just at the bend on the path and neither could see who is around the corner.
"I'm so sorry my love, I didn't see you coming this way," Arya apologises as she lay on top of Tyrion.
"Oh that's alright my lovely queen, I'm glad you ran into me and not Bronn or else you'd probably be injured," Tyrion comforts his young queen.
"You're always so thoughtful my love," Arya whispers as she leans in and begins to kiss Tyrion passionately.
Slowly their lips part and their tongues find each other and begin to clash wildly. Tyrion's hands slide down under Arya's dress to caress her soft smooth ass cheeks. Realizing what's about to follow, Bronn takes a few steps away to give the pair some space.
From her chambers high above Daenerys watches as Arya manages to undo Tyrion trousers, to reveal his thick rigid cock. Arya lifts her dress up and guides Tyrion's cock to the entrance of her young pink moist pussy. A soft moan escapes her lips as Tyrion's enormous cock head pops inside her tight pussy. Straddling Tyrion's waist, Arya begins to sit down on Tyrion's cock, taking every inch of his manhood deep inside of her, her pussy lips stretched fully around his thick cock. Once she manages to taken in all of Tyrion's cock, she begins to ride, picking up the pace with every bounce. Her moans getting more and more intense as the pleasure takes over her young body.
"Who would have thought a dwarf would be in possession of such a magnificent cock!" Daenerys exclaims as her trusted handmaiden Missandei joins her by the window to view the spectacle below.
"And who would have ever thought the mother of dragons would be carrying the child of Tyrion Lannister," Missandei replies with a smile as she places a hand on Daenerys's full blown belly.
"Tell me Missandei, when was the last time Tyrion had you?" Daenerys asks as they looked on.
"Just this morning your grace, as I was heading to your chambers to wake you up."
"And where exactly did this take place?"
"In the hallway, just before reaching your chamber door your grace."
