“Just look at Jacob’s fuckable body. I would lick anything from that torso and his tattoos. Slowly. Thoroughly. Passionately”.
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“Just look at Jacob’s fuckable body. I would lick anything from that torso and his tattoos. Slowly. Thoroughly. Passionately”.
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“It’s silly, but I want a sex scene like in “Shoot ‘Em Up” only with Jacob. When we are in the middle of passionate fucking, suddenly Templars show up. Frye hugs me tightly, grabbing the gun, and starts to shoot them. I squeal, because he doesn’t pull out. We roll on the ground, trying to avoid bullets as he manages to penetrate me deeper. I moan, feeling his dick inside of me very well every time Jacob moves away from gunshots. This state of danger is so intoxicating, that I ride his cock without remorse, like it’s really our last time. However Jacob is a good marksman, thus we survive and, moreover, continue to fuck like crazy afterwards”.
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“When I touch myself, I imagine Jacob’s whispering and groaning, “whose a good girl, you are.” It makes me so aroused, I would whisper into my pillow, imagining it was him and I would say back, “whose a good boy, you are,” as I moan and groan. I always have such a good orgasm after it all. God what a hot fictional man he is. ;)”
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‘I would love to play strip poker with Jacob.’
‘I want Evie to fuck my pussy with a strap on while Jacob fucks my ass. The twins fighting over who can make me moan the loudest.’
“I just want a good fuck with Jacob. When I lie on the bed with my face down the pillow and he’s on top of me, pushing me into the mattress, fucking me rough and fast. In this position I’m a bit tighter, so I can feel him perfectly; how his cock rubs my folds. Jacob grasps the back of the bed and squeezes that, thus it creaks and cracks, hitting the wall and creating a loud inappropriate sound. I roar when Frye thrusts his weight upon my body, so I can’t move now. He slams into me so hard and mercilessly that one of the bed legs breaks and we fall a little, but that doesn’t stop him. “I’m going to destroy this bed completely. And maybe not only the bed,” he purrs into my ear and I groan in response, feeling my climax building up. “Jacob, shit, I can’t take it anymore!” I scream and cum around his dick. He’s angry that I came first, growling near my ear with that voice, like he’s impatient of contradiction, “You were too eager, lass. I will teach you a lesson. On the table. Later.”
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I’ve been fantasizing a lot about me and Evie taking commands from Jacob. He would tell us to kiss each other and be all touch-y y’know all that. Jacob tells Evie to go down on me and as she does that I see him getting all flustered on the chair he is sitting on, gently stroking his cock while I moan loudly at Evie’s tongue doing a wonderful work downstairs. You know what? I need to write a full length fanfic of this. Maybe…’
‘Ciao, mi chiamo Leonora, recently I’ve been having dreams of Shay and Jacob sneaking into my room at night and sweeping me away to a world where all the assassins are. They introduce me as their lover and as night falls, Jacob slides his hands up the back of my skirt while we’re in public and Shay drags me into dark alleyways to push me up against walls to kiss me senseless and pull away my clothes and at the end of the night the fuck me on a rooftop under the moonlight asking me to stay.’
