I got myself in position on the bed, removed the slippery dummy dick, with my face buried in a pillow, totally naked and my ass in the air, with my hu...gry hole sending out the lewd invitation - do me now! He had a condom on and it seemed to be giving him problems, which no matter how I tried, I could not seem to help, by making my opening straight for him. It was fumbling and uncomfortable and he gave up, saying he would try again shortly and lay down beside on the bed and we spooned, feeling. I had never really suffered from insomnia—expect when I was a kid and I chose to stop using my asthma inhaler—so this was new territory for me.I don’t know how long I stared up at that ceiling, but I eventually realized staying in bed would do little good. I considered watching a movie, but knew from experience the light from the TV would only wake me further. It took a while, but it finally dawned on me. The best way to tire myself out was to go for a walk.Winter was slowly approaching and the. Classical music began, and Marcus and Abigail began to dance. He pulled her to him, and she pressed her body to his, looking up into his eyes before spinning away in a ballet across the stage. The movements of the dance revealed the details of their forms as they moved gracefully across the stage. It was a stunning, artistic and erotic performance.When Marcus pulled Abigail to him a second time, his large, strong right hand cupped her left buttock, and her fingernail traced a line down his. After we arrived home and cleaned up we went to bed and made love, Jack eating me in his tender teasing way, fucking my ass as I couldn’t help but wonder how that man’s cock would feel in there. I love Jack and would never leave him but now I do have other needs that in order for me to be happy I will have to sate. Just so you know, Jack helped me to write this. I know what I want to say but he expresses it so much better. I just tell him what I want to express and then read what he writes and.