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Confession [x]
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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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“Imagine laying at bed with Ezio telling you to touch yourself and how to do so while he watches and praises you for your obedience – “Such an obedient girl you are, amore…” – and tries to not lose it as you moan his name every now and then…”
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‘Jacob has got the sort of face that just *begs* to be sat on.’
‘Jacob is taking a bath, I’m in the bed reading a book and then he opens the door and stands there looking at me. He crosses his arms, raises an eyebrow and says, “M’lady, is it not too late for reading books? Forget about that.” I see him, my gaze drops and roams his abs. Then I blush and he laughs. Next we have hard sex from behind and we finished with me screaming his name.’
Signore Paul Amos has read this confession and you can hear him here.