Despite Altaïr being so serious and most of the time emotionless I believe that when he is intimate with his spouse, he can be very caring and gentle. So I imagine a scenario where I’m pregnant with his child and the assassin is embarrassed because he so desperately wants me when I’m like this – with my round belly and my firm breast that are full of milk (I don’t care if it’s illogical). Sometimes Altaïr wakes up in the middle of the night and just watches me lying beside him, craving my body so badly. As I open my eyes I can see this need written all over his face, and I ask the man what bothers him. I smile lovingly when he tells me his secret but then squeal as the assassin expresses his desire to taste my milk and sucks on my tits, squeezing them, letting white liquid to drip down my breasts. “It’s not enough!” Altaïr yelps and smashes them together so he can put both nipples into his hungry mouth.
I moan and ask him to be gentler and he follows, just licking them now. I feel his palm caressing my tummy with the man whispering how beautiful I am and how much he wants to take me immediately. I growl, hearing his husky voice at my ear and gladly spread my legs to give him the access to my already wet pussy. It doesn’t require any further preparations because Altaïr enters me slowly, asking whether it’s fine or not. I nod, smiling, begging the assassin to hurry up ‘cause I’m on fire. He chuckles quietly and his movements become relentless as he fucks me so good and hard. “I want you to cum on belly!” I scream reaching my limit, closing my eyes while Altaïr moans, pushing out, stroking his cock to cover my abdomen in his warm seed. “You are the best,” he says, pressing his forehead to mine, kissing me tenderly.
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