‘Despite his “sex god” status (judging from his many confessions), I think Jacob is the silliest and most affectionate when it comes to little bedroom mishaps. Mortified because you let out a loud queef (aka vaginal fart)? He’d laugh, but he’d be sweet about it, giving you a hug while saying something like, “You’ve heard how my farts sound like, right?” Embarrassed because your leg cramped while he’s fucking you hard with your legs over his shoulders? He’d “scold” your bad leg for ruining the moment (he’d give it a name). Then he’d turn all concerned and ask you if you’re still good to go or if you’d just rather let him massage your bad leg better.  I don’t know about you, but hell yes, I’d be willing to give it another go! The one thing that turns me on as bad as sex god Jacob is a lovable and doting Jacob.’