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A friend of mine asked me how to keep his marriage from getting stale. The one thing I suggest is to try a little erotic roleplaying in the bedroom. In our minds, we can be anyone and anything we want.

There is only a limitation if you place one on yourself, and why would you? I hate closed-minded people who turn the lights out and make love. Nothing wrong with a little romance. but I have always preferred the hardcore erotic, over vanilla.

“Can you just imagine that I have a big black cock, just once honey?” My husband had the nerve to ask me that. Smirking, gabbing the black strapon that I kept for his ass. I allowed him this erotic fantasy, but I refuse to fake my orgasms and white cock will never give me on. It’s sad, but he knows that already.

Adjusting the device on his waist, the moment I saw that large fake cock, my pussy was wet. I have to admit that I am a bit on the spoiled side. I never fuck anyone smaller than 9 inches. This cock was 10, and if I closed my eyes, I swear it felt like the real thing. Sadly, for my husband, he just got his floppy white cock in the shaft and didn’t get to feel how wet my pussy was.

IF I DIDN’T LIKE EROTIC ROLEPLAYING, HE WOULD NEVER GET FUCKED!

Moaning, screaming, and cumming. That sex toy got all the pleasure that my husband couldn’t feel. I don’t have one bit of guilt over this. It was his idea to fuck me. I must have squirted 5 times while he watched in disgust and sadness over his lack of being a real Man. I can’t help the fact that I have never come with a white man. That it takes something dark and powerful to make my fantasies come to life. I bought him a book for his kindle. Erotic roleplaying. Maybe this will teach him how to please a woman. Lord knows I’ve tried for years