‘Bless me my sisters for I have sinned. I’ve been a very bad girl. I can’t help but fantasize about cheating on my boyfriend with Jacob. How I would try to resist all his advances but Jacob keeps pushing. His burning stare and rich honeyed voice would slowly crumble all the walls I’ve tried to put up. And it’s only when he finally gives up that I run after him, drop down on my knees to beg and “revere” his greatness until he “comes” in glory.’
Imagine your f/c’s tongue tracing your collarbone, while they slide their palms slowly up your sides. Your shirt’s already unbuttoned and pushed back, so their skin is warm on yours; your back presses against the wall and you card your fingers through their hair while they slowly slip a knee in between yours.
‘Crawford and I engaging in hot and sweaty love making in the darkness of his room, our breath hot against each other’s skin and our moans swallowed by each other’s kisses as we reach that peak together.’
Confession [@castielsangel-x]
‘The thought of Arno giving me orders in the bedroom makes me weak. “On your knees,” he’d purr in that velvety sweet voice. I comply, every inch of my skin burning and aching from wanting him. “Undo my breeches,” he’d continue, but stop me as I lift my hands. “With your mouth.” Heart hammering eagerly in my chest, I unlace his breeches, and then greedily take his stiffened cock between my lips. And then I’d listen in ecstasy as he murmurs, “Faster cherie, faster,” his voice thickened with desire.’
Claudia’s birthday (January 2) is coming up soon! If you have any birthday-related confessions, please submit them now.
Molte grazie and from the bottom of our hearts, we thank each and one of you for supporting us in 2017 (and the past 4 years DACS has been in existence). Without you and your continued patronage, we would’ve never gotten this far. ❤️❤️❤️
Here’s to a prosperous (and naughty) 2018!
Love,
~ From all of us at La Rosa in Fiore
‘I’d love to play with Elise de la Serre’s perfect, naked breasts in my hands. I’d cup them in my palms and feel the weight of them, admiring how soft and supple they are, squeezing them gently until I can hear her gasp. Then I’d slowly suckle on each nipple, lovingly teasing her by running circles around the teat with my tongue, and feel her writhe in pleasure and moan beneath me.’