‘For Connor’s birthday, I want his large hands furiously pumping my cock as loud moans and whimpers escape me. “B-But–It’s your–Ah! B–Birthday–” I stutter out and grip at his perfect shoulders. “Exactly…” he growls and then takes me roughly from behind. Happy Birthday, my love~!’
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‘Connor celebrates his birthday a day after mine. Maybe we should make a fair exchange of gifts, if you understand me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )’
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‘For Connor’s birthday I would take the cake to the bed. Or forget the cake, the whipped cream would be just enough. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
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‘Since it’s almost Connor’s birthday I want him to find me wrapped in ribbon and laying on his bed.’
Confession [@alsoomsekenway]
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‘For Connor’s birthday, I’d let him do anything he wanted to me, or have me do anything to him. He chose to have me give him a relaxing massage, then finish off by giving him a blowjob. He came with a scream, then after cleaning up, we snuggled together.’
Confession [@estel619]
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‘For Connor’s birthday, I would invite him to my house at the Homestead for a nice home cooked dinner, then for dessert, I would lay on the bed, some birthday cake covering a very warm and aroused part of my body. I will gladly have a taste of him afterwards.’
Confession [@thatbellagaze]
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‘Since Connor’s birthday is coming up. I wanted to do something special. When he comes home from hunting he finds me wearing a collar and calling him daddy.’
‘Connor has me salivating and licking my lips just looking at him. I could watch him work out all day, and have him work me *allll* night~’
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Today
(30th of March) is my birthday. I chuckle a little when I feel Connor’s lips on
my earlobe. “Happy birthday!”
“You’re
tickling me,” I giggle, turning around, looking at him curiously. “What’s on
your mind?”
His gaze
is filled with passion when he answers, “I have a present for you. I want to
give you my virginity.” I freeze, not knowing what to say in response. “Are you
sure?”
“I maybe a
virgin, but I’m not a naïve little girl that doesn’t know anything about sex,
dove,” he whispers into my lips, kissing me softly, taking his time. In a
minute both of us fall on the bed not being able to keep our hands from each
other.
“I want
you to feel good,” I moan into the crook of his neck, licking Connor’s salty
skin. “It’s YOUR birthday, not mine.”
“Nonsense.
I will enjoy it either way, my silly assassin,” I smile at him, fondling his
bare chest and broad shoulders, leaving a trail of wet kisses on my way down
his crotch as I try to undress myself as well. “Fuck, you look delicious!” I
groan worshiping his body. “I would cover you in whipped cream or chocolate so
I could lick it off but I don’t want you to be sticky. Not from cream anyway,”
I glare at him, smirking as he catches my drift and his cock throbs in his
pants. “You do things to me I can’t explain,” he moans quietly, watching my
every move as I take his pants off, not waiting any longer, touching his hard
dick with the tips of my fingers. “Ori:te’!” the assassin screams in
Mohawk and it is always music to my ears ‘cause he knows how much I like
it when he loses control of his words, sometimes not noticing it. We have
practiced oral sex a few times before but today is different. He gave himself
to me and this thought alone can make me cum.
I’m
stroking his shaft slowly, teasing the man as my panties get wet, so I throw
them away and straddle Connor, looking into his brown eyes before pushing
myself down on his cock with one thrust. Oh, the sounds he makes… Good
Lord! “Please… Please, move,” he begs me in this lovely desperate voice that I
can’t refuse. “It’s so hot inside you, god… Ride me like a horse,” Connor asks
a bit shyly and lays his palms on my breasts, massaging them gently.
“You are
not a horse, my dear. You are a stallion. My stallion,” I grin and rock my hips
so I can fuck him faster, devouring his cock with my insatiable cunt, feeling
him tense inside me. “Honey, I want you to cum as much as you like,” I close
the distance between our lips and give the assassin a rough kiss.
“You
first,” he growls, barely able to hold on. “Together then,” I smile, riding him
into oblivion as we both cum almost at the same time. “Konnorónhkwa!” Connor
cries out, filling me up to the brim as my walls spasm around his dick, milking
it. I fall down, pressing my left ear to his heart.
“It was
amazing…” he finally exhales, caressing my hair.
“I can say
the same,” I laugh. “It is a shame you are not a virgin anymore
though. But I can get over it,” I send him a wicked grin and let Connor
hug me with his strong hands.
“I will
never let you go.”
“Please don’t.”
Confession [@madamretto]
From all of us here at La Rosa in Fiore, we would like to greet you a very happy birthday! And just less than a week from Connor’s too ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘In slow mornings I wish I could wake up on Connor’s tender brushes. He would graze my lines and finally finding my core. With gentle touches he would work on me, making me bury my face into the pillow just so I could take the slow teasing. Connor would whisper sweet nothings into my ear and watch how I come undone.’
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