The usual sex. The passionless, boring, ritual sex that they usually had. It was more of an affirmation that they shared a bed together, and beds were...not just for sleeping. Sometimes, George thought it was good to test the springs out, and he usually lacked the energy to jump on the mattress. For Elena, it was nice to have some sheets to wash that actually looked dirty for a change.Elena preferred doggy-style sex, ass up, head down, deep penetration, less wear and tear on her back. George. Thomas was pulled out of his inspection of Maggie’s tits by the old guy from the corner coming and sitting next to him.“Evening young lad, buy a poor old man a drink will ya?” he asked in a gravelly drawl. Thomas looked the man and the face and thought, yeah what the hell who else am I gonna spend my money on? “Sure what you after?” “Ah bless you son” he replied “I’ll have a whiskey”.“Maggie” Thomas called out “can I have a double whiskey please?”“Sure thing love any ice?” Thomas looked at the. Tom laughed and said not to worry because it was almost impossible for him to impregnate a lady due to a very low sperm count, low enough that he would most likely never Have kids. Deepa relaxed on hearing this and was now eagerly looking forward to being penetrated without any barrier between her pussy and Tom’s cock. He entered her slowly afraid of hurting her. Deepa felt some discomfort initially ut she also felt a fullness that she had not experienced so far with Raj. She was determined to. I hope for both.“If you are going to be mine permanently, I feel the need to *mark* the occasion in some way.” She smiles down at me and squeezes in such a way that my vision goes blurry and I hit a new level of arousal…but am somehow no closer to release. “That means I want to mark you pet. Will you consent to being marked permanently?”Somehow sanity gets the better of me, or perhaps stupidity, and I ask her “How? Or what?”I can say no more though as she squeezes hard and the arousal becomes.