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Confession [x]
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“I imagine an orgy, with my 3 favourite assaSINS: Jacob, Arno & Ezio, as I am a dancing just for them, and they want to satisfy me equally, but I can’t decide who might be the best…”
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“I want to have a Sex on the Beach with Desmond… And maybe probably kind of definitely want to have sex on the beach with Desmond.”
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“I want Evie on her knees giving my strap on a blow job while she fingerfucks me under the harness. I’d love to undo her braid and pull her hair to guide her as I fuck her mouth.”
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“Giovanni Auditore is a total DILF. I wouldn’t mind going on a few “missions” with him…if you know what I mean ;)”
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“Jacob could order me to suck his cock in an alleyway in broad daylight and I’d go down on my knees without a second thought. He’d pet my head and tell me what a good girl I am and I’d purr under his touch, eager to please him. Then he’d hold my head with both hands in a tight grip and fuck my mouth until his cum is roping down my throat. I’d be struggling to breathe as I hold on to his thighs while shocked onlookers watch. I’ve never wanted anything in my mouth more than this man’s cock.”
Confessed by: echydna
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“I know Connor is a good man and respectful to women as well as being huge and muscly and sexy, and that’s why I want him to manhandle comparatively-tiny me when we make love. I want to be tossed onto the bed and plowed from behind with my ass in the air, I want to be pinned to the wall with my wrists above my head and his knee rubbing just *there* until I’m begging for his cock, I want hickeys on my tits and handprint-bruises on my thighs… I have no idea how I’d persuade him to DO it, but… ♥”
Oh… Oh my, this sounds oh so wonderful…

~Claudia
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‘“Forgive me Father for I have sinned.” “Confess your sins my child.” “I keep having these wild fantasies about a man. Whenever he touches me, my mind is going wild. I want him so badly.” Silence. “Who is the man you are referring to?” “My Mentor.” “Do you care giving more details concerning the fantasies you’re referring to?” That’s when it strikes me. The muffled voice sounds vaguely familiar. It can’t be. The door of the confessional booth opens and Jacob stands in front of me. My face is on fire. He grabs my waist with both hands and whispers to my ear in a low voice: “Care to develop about these dirty fantasies of yours? I have every intention to fulfill every one of them.“ And that’s when I woke up from my dream…’
