‘I want Ezio and Altaïr to worship my body – preferably at the same time –
while we’re laying on a huge bed. Imagine feeling four hands in you,
stroking, teasing, massaging. Two mouths that kiss, lick and bite every
inch of you, while one of them always talks in a low tone, whispering
the dirtiest things in your ear until you come. They don’t give you time
to come down from your high, Altaïr just pushes your leg apart, slowly
enters you and starts to fuck you in deep, powerful strokes.’

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