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These days I wouldn’t mind being stuck between a certain Jacob Frye and and one Dean Winchester. When they are not too busy trying to out snark each other, they would be too busy taking turns on each side of me, seeing which one could make me come harder or which one makes me come first. I don’t have the heart to tell them they are tied for both. 🙂
Confession by @sassenach-on-the-rocks
Arno loves seeing my pussy from behind with my legs pressed together. My curves accentuate my plump pussy. He will admire it, lost in thought of what he will do until he sees one of my hands sneak between my legs. Quickly he is upon me, burying himself inside me. He gets to work making sure I will feel him in the morning. – Axeman
‘Damn, I want a threesome with Connor and Lafayette (from the musical “Hamilton”) like now. Because holy fuck, these two hotties can make my panties drop faster than I can say “America”.’
‘I like to imagine Jacob pushing Arno up against a wall in some dark alleyway where they could be caught by anyone walking by. Jacob would whisper about all of the things he wanted to do with the shorter man while he sneaked his hand behind Arno’s multiple layers to rub his thumb along his happy trail. By the end of Jacob’s teasing Arno is practically shaking and debating weather they should find somewhere to go or fuck right there.’
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‘Threesome with Jacob and Vex, you say? I hope Jacob is fine with watching for the meantime because I’d love to see the look on his face while Vex is fucking me. 😈 Or he could fuck Vex while we’re at it. Hell I’d watch the two of them if they want.’
Maybe Jacob can take a page from Vex’s book and wear high heels, too. 😏
~ Signora Paola
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‘I want to come to Rosa in Fiore and sample every Assassin and Templar there!’
I really want Edward to take me on his desk. He’d be slow at first, tentatively brushing his hands down my thighs before spreading them apart, eyes locked to mine while he does it. Then he’d bend down and trail his mouth right up my thighs, pressing a single kiss on my folds, then stomach, chest and eventually my mouth. Once I assure him that I wanted it, he’d tug me flush against him so we’re chest to chest, my legs at either side of his hips before he coats his throbbing cock in the liquid that drenches my folds thanks to him. He presses his forehead to mine and asks me if I’m ready before pushing his pulsing member into me. His slow pace wouldn’t last long, not when I’m begging him to go faster as my nails dig into his back.