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Assassin’s Creed: Syndicate

Confessions

September 3, 2016

‘I can explain why Jacob and I are still naked in bed! He can’t feel his knees while I can’t stand. All from the love we made. And I can’t get enough of that man!’

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Confessions

September 3, 2016

“I wish to fuck Evie in a moving cart. To have her laying down with her legs on my shoulders and I’d finger fuck her until she squirt on my arm. To feel her warm panting directly on me and to have my eyes fully on every move from her body like her breast jiggling when the cart is bumping every time, because that will get me off. I want the driver to hear her moaning my name.”


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Confessions

September 3, 2016

‘I suppose Jacob is that guy who really likes to cum inside the girl. Even if it is your dangerous day, he is relentless. “I will come inside you, it is out of the question.” He plunges his cock deeper, reaching my womb and creampies me. But I feel that his erection is still there, so he pumps his seed down my vagina. “I am going to fuck you till your belly is big. No, even after that.” “But the baby…” “I have already said that I will fuck you either way. The baby should know how much of a slut his/her mommy is. Maybe our child will enjoy it too, don’t you think? I read that they feel when their mother is happy.” Jacob’s words turn me on so much to my embarrassment that at this moment I can let him do whatever he wants. Hell, he’ll do it anyway.’

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Confessions

September 3, 2016

‘I’d be left in Evie’s bedroom alone on a one night, but everything in her room started a dirty imagination. Repeatedly, remind myself to keep calming this thirst; for she’s going to come in any time soon. But my exploring fingers spread on that embroidered bed sheet of hers and rousing this irrefutable tickling sensation; making me yearn for nothing but more. I push my palms slow as I squeeze onto the sheet in hope that this only would make up for all the times I hardly turned my burning desire off. I sigh in despair, ‘More, I want more.’ I barely move my bottom onto the bed surface, and still it manages to make it worse. My vigilant eyes search again to reassure no one was around or near the door. I grind my legs and bum slow but harder again, imagining it’s Evie wringing my cunt and the fact that I’m on her bed makes it undeniably thrilling too. 

‘I need to stop but I know that I want this the most. I pull the sheet between my thighs and silently groan as I imagine Evie. I stroke myself again harder, feeling my legs becoming tingly. Unconsciously, my hand slip inside my pants just to clench on it. I then hear the door open but I just manage to cover my trapped hand by the bed sheet under the sudden shock. Evie of course asks what I’m hiding and I refuse to move my hand and show her, but it’s clear on my face that something pleasurable happened. Next, she murmurs to my face, “Let me help you, love,” then I blush. Gently, she pushes me down to top me and suddenly I feel her hand on me and I shiver hard that my spine arched. And with no warning she works her fingers deep inside me, as I hear her whispering to my face, “You’re soaking wet, no wonder.” There goes my uncontrollable moans and arches that make my hips smack on her body. And whenever I moan louder she’d say, “Good Girl” until she moves her head down on me: eating and kissing passionately while making all sort of delightful noises and she won’t stop until my legs are shaking unmercifully.’

Confessions

September 2, 2016

Jacob cannot seem to keep his hands to himself when we’re in the car. He’d touch me and even slip his hands down into my jeans to look for my clit to stimulate it causing me to moan loudly. Eventually, he can’t stand it himself as his cock throbs painfully begging to be released, stops the car by the roadside and pulls me to the back, strip me and himself naked. Then, fucks me until he cums inside me. When we’re done, he hugs me and kisses me, with no intention of letting me go.”


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Confessions

September 2, 2016

‘I’d like to sit on Jacob’s lap while he’s wearing light blue jeans and I’m in my black lacy panties only. I’m rubbing against his thighs as he grabs mine to control my movements. I ride him as if I was filled with his dick. Our clothes leave the space for imagination and an erotic sensation struck us. My wetness is all over my lingerie and his crotch area as I look him in the eyes, letting him play with my tits. My clit is rubbing so hard that I’m going to cum any minute now but Jacob prevents it from happening and makes me take panties off. Frye observes them with a horny smirk. “Did you choose black ones on purpose?” He shows me panties that are a bit white in the middle from my arousal. I moan and move faster. His hard cock slides over my moist cunt, touching my clit and I finally explode as Jacob rubbing my body against his dick with force, wanting to cum. And he doesn’t care when it happens with his pants still on. We were planning the wash anyway.’

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Confessions

September 2, 2016

“Mornings, I wake up besides a sleeping Jacob who has an erection. I try to shake him awake but he refuses to wake up. So, I climb onto him and starts riding him to wake him up and it is a success!”


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Confessions

September 1, 2016

“I was taking a shower when I felt a pair of arms around my body. Kissing my neck was Jacob while his hands fondled at my breast, his fingers playing with my nipples. Slowly, his fingers were at my clit making me moan his name. “You’re mine.” Jacob whispers as he pressed me against the wall and push himself into me. He came and I squirted. He carried me in his arms, placed me on our bed; then, ding! Round two of hot passionate (and more comfortable) sex.”


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Confessions

September 1, 2016

 

‘I’d wet my panties and lose conscious if Evie were on top of me, fondling my thighs, looking me in the eye and calling me “My dirty slut”’
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Confessions

September 1, 2016

‘Older Jacob has been left with a baby after his wife died giving birth. I lost mine shortly after I gave birth. Jacob was looking for a nurse for his boy and I was recruited. We had warm relationship as I was taking care of his child, feeding him with my milk.

‘One day Jacob returned home a little drunk. I knew about his ‘profession’ but wasn’t scared. He approached me, smiling silly and kissed the back of my neck. “Mr. Frye, are you okay?” I asked as my body was trembling. I was in love with him, but was too shy to confess. “Yes, I’m good, thank you,” he mumbled, moving my hair away so he could have a better access to my neck. “You don’t want to do this!” I cried out when he bit me. “Yeah? If you think that I’m drunk then you are wrong. Well, maybe not, but still… alcohol helped me to finally realize what I want exactly.”

‘Jacob continues touching me everywhere, pulling my dress down. “Ah, Mr. Frye… the baby!” I exclaimed looking at the infant who was sucking my breast this whole time. “I believe my boy enjoys your milk. I should join him. And you can call me Jacob,” with those words he turned me around and began to suck my left tit as his baby was sucking on my right. “Oh, Jacob!” I was red as a tomato, trying to hold the baby tight. “I see why he likes it so much. Your milk is so tasty, love. I can’t get enough.” He growled and sucked harder, pulling my nipple with his teeth as I screamed, barely able to stand straight. “I should let him go,” I whispered talking about the boy. “Don’t you see that he is still hungry? Keep feeding him and I’ll do the rest.”

‘Frye burst into my pussy while I was standing above the cradle with his baby in my hands. “Jacob!” I was embarrassed to admit that I was enjoying the feeling of boy sucking my breast and his father fucking me from behind. Eventually I put the baby down on the bed and grabbed the cradle because Jacob’s thrusts became more uncontrollable. As I was close he squeezed my boobs and milk was pouring out of them on the floor. “I’m cumming, love!” I heard his cry that brought me over the edge. My grip tightened and the cradle didn’t let me fall. Frye was breathing heavily behind me, almost lying on my back. “Sorry, I came inside.” “True. We can see that you are able to easily produce an heir,” I laughed and kissed him with all my passion. “Aren’t you angry?” “Of course not. I wanted this too. Now we must let your son sleep.” “That’s right. But I can’t guarantee that we will do the same.” He winked at me and I giggled, “Maybe you aren’t so old as you want to seem after all, Mr. Frye.”’

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