People walking past were soon avoiding him, and anyone who did glance at him was quick to look away. God damn it.“No, they don’t know.” They pro...ably suspected, but until he straight up told them the curse was actively talking in his head, he doubted they’d come to that conclusion. Clara had managed to though, so maybe they would, too.“You don’t think you’re being overconfident, Jack? Thinking that you can handle this problem on your own?”He looked down as her words brought up a nagging feeling. He was fucking her like a man in love, sensually and lovingly but also firmly. He wanted her to feel good first. He was a good man, and handsome too, with a pleasing enough physique and a nice face. His thick but otherwise quite average looking cock thrust partly in and out of her, his balls slapping against the underside like the 'tock' of the tick-tock of a clock.He pulled himself close to her, his fingers raking through her black hair and digging deep, the hands clutching her head tightly.. He feels even more groggier as he looks back and see's Samantha. What are you doing down here in the dark? She walks over to him and helps him up. She can tell that her husband is tired and out of it. She takes his hand and helps him back upstairs to bed. Trying to figure out what the hell he was doing...(Aron)Aron takes his headphones off and shuts his lamp off as he decides to try to get some sleep. Takes about ten minutes but he finally falls asleep, only to be awaken by a noise coming from. When my wife and I make love, I usually spend a long time kissing, nibbling, licking and tasting my wife's glorious bottom. I love when she turns over on her stomach and places a pillow under her hips and then enticingly spreads her thighs. Then it is time for me to push her cheeks open and the sensory delights begin. I admire her crack and anus with the few curly soft brown hairs that grow back there. I savor the scent of her ass and then begin to lick her. This was always the ritual before.