‘I just KNOW Jacob is loud during sex – moans, grunts, whispering, screaming. The man just can’t shut his mouth.‘
‘I want to eat Jacob‘s cum out of Evie‘s cunt.’
Lately, life is pretty stressful for me. So could I have a room with Kassandra and Jacob, please? They would indulge me and compete for who I would praise more. “You’re such a good girl” , “Oh, you good boy” they can take turns or have me simultaneously. We can have some rough fun with Jacob pounding into me and Kassandra scissoring me, but also sweet and tender love making woth lots of kisses and caresses. An entire weekend with them, having fun and being attended to. I wouldn’t mind watching those two for a round, either. They would make sure to give me multiple orgasm, leave me in a state of bliss and make all this stress and trouble disappear. Oh yesss! So, please. I want to have those two, please.
(For the mods: you’re doing such great work 💕 and thank you for taking care of this bordello for such a long time now! You truly are saints!)
Grazie mille, dearest confessor! Your unwavering support keeps the bordello going ❤️
I’m suprised there is no confession about Lydia Frye.
I want her and Evie Frye to lick and kiss my shaft while they look me in the eyes.
‘I’d like to think that Jacob Frye would be amazing at jealous sex. The thought of you with anyone else would definitely drive him mad. So as soon as he gets you alone – hell, he’d probably pick you up and throw you over his shoulder, carrying you to wherever he likes and he’d give you the best night of your life. Covering you all over with hickies and bite marks, making you cum over and over again-dear god I’m wet just thinking about it.‘
‘I want to help Evie ~relax~ after her fights… By which I mean I want to lick the sweat clean off her abs and armpits and tits and then eat out her sweaty pussy.‘
‘Evie Frye could crush my balls and I would feel pain. But when she releases them it’s a pure bliss it would be a different wave of pleasure.’
‘If Jacob Frye actually had the chance to fight through a crowd of Blighters, he would win. Not by fighting them, but having sex with them all.‘
‘I’m blushing at the thought of Jacob Frye dressing me in pretty lingerie or negligee. It’s the sensation of his warm rough hands pulling up stockings lined with lace garter up my thighs, and his calloused fingers lightly stroking the bare skin of my exposed inner thighs. It’s the expression on his face when he’s on his knees in that moment: it is not merely tinged with the promise of sin, but with total devotion. The way that he his shallow breaths fall on my skin and he follows them with gentle kisses that make me shiver. How it all leaves me with a deep, aching need to be consumed by him. It’s when he stands up, his hands skimming over my stocking-clad legs as he moves, and towers over me in his own naked glory. He holds me with tenderness, so gently that in his embrace I feel delicate. Cherished.‘
Apparently we all had an awakening from that library submission because here’s another one, fully modern-themed.
Imagine having to go help Shaun with a nearly impossible research task in an old, old library. It’s incredibly difficult, and you’re both so tense that you worry that if you don’t find the answer, one of you will kill each other. Until, finally, you find the answer you both have been looking for, and he thanks you by pushing you up a ladder to reenact THAT scene from Atonement. Or THAT scene from season 1 of Bridgerton. Either way, you are absolutely signing up for research duty again. 😉