Time for "Mike" to get his turn

Ultimately my plan was to send Jon back to his little boy toy for the rest of the week, but as I lay there holding him, I knew I wasn't quite done with him. My husband's gayness had come to the surface because of one man, and although there had been a lot of cock sucking, Jon had not yet got to feel the magic that was Mike's big black cock.

With my husband teetering on the edge of going to sleep, I grabbed his phone and quickly opened the menu for the device. I tapped the pic of his best friend's face, and suddenly felt the transition to his larger, now familiar body wash over me. My big cock was already hard and was hotdogging Jon's ass.

"Hey baby," I whisperer in his ear. He shivered and moaned. "Before you go back to your little friend for the week, I wanted to give you what you really want."

"What's that?" he asked, innocently.

"The cock you've been waiting for," I said, pressing my hips against him.

"I don't think it'll fit."

"Oh, we will make it fit," I promised.

"But Susan..."

"Shhhhh," I wispered in his ear.

I knew we had a bottle of lube, but I honestly didn't feel like getting it. I wanted to be inside my little femboy husband right now.