It's Out...

My wife asked me this about a month ago because our last “real-like” dildo kind of got wore out. First she said “maybe order a bigger one this time.” We both looked online that day for a new toy and later that day she said “maybe you should get me a big black cock.” Let’s just say Mr. Marcus was ordered that day.

All evening long. Her talking with him. Sitting with him. Dancing with him. Touching him. Kissing and kissing and kissing him. None of it felt like it was my choice.

And obviously neither was this. But it still happened. And I went in the morning to pick her up. Like usual.