Me, being taken wildly by Jacob:
“You like it?”
“Yes, boss”.
“Who’s your boss?”
“You, Mr. Frye”
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“I’m a Templar and Jacob’s leading me to the Yard. I try to resist but he threatens me, “I don’t want to hurt you but I can.” I shiver as he says this, already turned on. “Mr. Frye, maybe we can discuss the price of my freedom?” He pushes me inside the carriage, “I listen.” I smirk, unbutton his pants and suck his cock greedily. I want him to cum on my tongue. When he does I swallow everything and lick my lips. “Come visit me sometimes, handsome,” I purr into his mouth and kiss him before leaving”.
Confessed by: madamretto
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“I’m a girl, yes, but I fantasize about being a man and fucking Jacob hard in his ass and licking his neck. Hearing his shivering breath and moans…”
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Confession [x]
“That one ‘Jacob Frye, at your service’ bit sends shivers down my spine. I always imagine him, wearing only his shilling necklace or perhaps a collar, purring it sensually in my ear before dropping to his knees to ‘service’ me”.
Do you mean this bit, mio caro?
~Claudia
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Mi dispiace for hijacking this but that audio?
~ Signora Paola (who used that gif thanks to the men desiring for a piece of Mister Frye)
“As much as I didn’t want it to happen, I’ve fallen hard for Jacob Frye. There’s just something about the thought of him coming back to the hideout bruised and battered, (but proudly victorious), from a particularly rough bout at the fight club or a gang war and needing a little bit of patching up. Perhaps we’d get up to a few other things after he’s fixed up a little, while he’s undressed with my hands on him”.
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‘I want Jacob to lap dance for me. Then I’ll suck his dick until he cries and cums and then I’ll fuck him so hard and long in his ass that he can’t walk for a few days because his ass hurts.’
‘I want Jacob to ride my cock.’