“I absolutely love and adore wolves. It’s Halloween and I decide to be Red Riding Hood. When Connor sees my red cloak he begins to ‘hunt’ me in his own way as I’m walking through the woods gathering flowers for myself I feel suddenly someone heavy top of me. Slowly I turn around and see Connor licking his lips slowly making me blush deep red. “Who’s afraid of the big bad wolves?” Connor asks and I kiss him softly. Then he makes love to me as I scratch his back…”
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“Lazy sex with Connor on a Saturday night sounds just right.”
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“I like to think when Connor kneels slowly, lifting his hands reverently, that he kneeling before me to pick my core, fingers gently but intensely clawing away deep inside me until I yield my treasure to him and spill into him.”
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‘I cannot get the image of Ratonhnhaké:ton, sweating and breathing heavily with some Templar blood adorning those pecs. Those are some glorious pectorals.’
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“I used to do gymnastics. I want to hang upside down from the parallel bars while Connor bangs me, supporting himself on the bars with his arms.”
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‘Thinking about Connor gets me all hot and bothered. I want to feel his hot, stiff, member sliding up into my dripping sex. I want to feel him with my hands and mouth and leave scratch marks.’
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‘He catches my arms in his large manly hands, and had that warm comforting smile on. I just trust his enticing serene brown eyes and leave my weakened body under his control, he gets closer and turns my heart to a ringing bell. Connor whispers close to my lips with, “Would you grant my wish, to kiss these lips of yours?” I melt in his hands and blush, he lifts my chin then presses his lips gently on mine. But after making out a while, we would go harder with biting or maybe deeper.’
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‘Connor was never a favourite of mine, but after watching joining Noah’s twitch stream and hearing him laugh my name, I suddenly have a burning need to hear Connor moaning my name in my ear, laughing as we enjoy a good, wet, messy bout of sex in the woods.’
‘Oh Connor… I want to claim his innocence, riding him while wearing his Captain’s hat and jacket and a pair of white thigh-high stockings.’
‘I love the way Connor speaks. How the words are so carefully and perfectly pronounced. I would love to hear him whisper sweet and naughty things to me.’