My marriage’s gone sour! It all started when my wife complained that I had a small dick and could not satisfy her. She always curls up in bed, wears an unsatisfactory look after each rumpy-rumpy, and hisses in a manner that makes me look less a man! She doesn’t want me again!
I smelt a rat. My suspicion was confirmed when I returned home at an unusual hour. I heard soft moans upstairs. “Someone’s fucking my wife?” I muttered with aggression.
I tiptoed upstairs. The door was left ajar. I was shocked: my wife was playing with a dildo!