‘I can already imagine the Thief, Faustina Collari stumbling across Fiora’s brothel and felt nervous of what she saw. But then Fiora would give her a kiss deeply and proceed to fuck the blonde in the brothel.’
‘I am a Templar agent receiving orders from Fiora Cavazza. I arrogantly enter the office she’s in without knocking. Fiora is arguing with a man I know, Il Lupo, but they aren’t simply bickering… Lupo has kiss marks on his face and a hard on, and Fiora’s wearing dripping undergarments. I expect a punishment for barging in, but Fiora grabs me and pulls me toward her. I’m surprised as she wraps her legs around me and kisses me. Soon after, she guides me inside her, as Lupo penetrates me from behind.’
I want to cover Fiora Cavazza in whipped cream. Smother her lovely breasts with that whipped cream and slowly lick it off her. I’d take her over the edge and the whipped cream would melt from the heat of our skin. Fuck. Fiora Cavazza is so hot.
Madre di Dio, Gesu dolce… Damn son.
So, can I come pick you up at seven?
– Fiora
P.S. Get chocolate whipped cream please.
P.P.S. I will look for you, anon.
‘I like to think about The Prowler taking me roughly with his fingers digging into my soft thighs or wrapped around my throat. The sex would be possessive and angry and he would never fail to leave bruises to remind me who I belonged to.’
‘I’m surprised there’s no confessions on Malfatto. I just know is that I’d love to play doctor with him.’
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‘I had this weird dream where I woke up to someone sitting on my face naked and a tingling on my dick. When the person got off for a moment, I saw Fiora Cavazza and Mirela Djuric. We had sex after that, of course. It was so amazing.’
’I have so many fantasies about Fiora Cavazza, the Courtesan. I want to have sex with her so much. It distracts me while I play multiplayer, even getting me killed once or twice while I am in a game. Ugh!’
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I would love to take the Dama Rossa as a lover. Her hair pin would be used to scratch my skin as she bites down on my clit as I come. I’d repay the favour, and trace her back tattoo as she falls asleep in my arms.
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“I love to imagine Fiora Cavazza and Baltasar de Silva as a couple. While working for Cesare, they would pretend to be a married couple until their attraction for each other brings them together. Then, the Barber takes her right in his shop, not caring who walks in to see. He would probably be an extremely generous lover to Fiora.”
Oh…Oh my, I am not sure how to respond to this. Well, I must admit, we did share a “moment,” if you will, when Baltasar had sent me a letter. He had requested that I meet with him at a warehouse to “work a better deal,” and that he admired my work. I presume he admired something else as well after that night. 😉 I do miss him from time to time..
+Fiora Cavazza