“i can already hear the patter of tiny feet.”

“Oh Dear! I’m so conflicted.”

“What do you mean my Love?”

“I hate to think of you all alone downstairs while Big Marcus is up here with me. Stripping me naked. Kissing me. Stroking my breasts. Powering his rock hard black manhood into me.”

“i’m your cuckold My Sweet. Such things, as trying as they may be for a husband like me, are what i fully understand will happen when his Wife and her Black Master decide to start making a baby.”

“So you will be okay. Because he will be here in a minute.”

“Haven’t i always been? And can i also say that the pretty assemble you have put on for him should do the trick. i can already hear the patter of tiny feet.”