‘I imagine Haytham Kenway eating me out. “Grand Master,” I moan as he does his work. He looks up to me with those eyes. “I have a favor, love,” he tells me. “Anything for you,” I would answer back. “Scream for me,” he says as he puts two fingers in giving me intense pleasure. Of course I fulfill the favor. A favor which he didn’t need to ask in the first place. 😉 ’