EXTRACT FOR Femdom Futanari (Gia Maria Marquez) 
Gerald was considerably older than his wife, but he still had a lot to learn from her.
For instance, Gerald would never have guessed you could call a prostitute as easily as ordering a pizza.
Darla, his gorgeous Amazon of a wife, seemed to know all about it.
"No, no, no!" Darla cried, pulling her cock from Gerald's mouth. "Forget it! Just forget it! Add cock-sucking to the list of things you're no good at. You never get it right!"
"My most sincere apologies," Gerald offered. "I assure you I've tried my very best."
"I know you have," Darla bit back. "That's the worst part! You're trying your best and you're still terrible!"
"Perhaps you could teach me?"
Darla threw her head back and laughed. "Maybe I could, old man??"if you could manage to get it up for once. And we both know you can't."
"True enough," he said, beaming love at her through adoring eyes.
To the untrained observer, Darla might seem like a cruel and callous wife. Yes she chided and chastised him to no end, but Gerald needed to be kept in line. If not for his young wife, he would flip and flop and flounder his way through this workaday world. He required Darla's harsh words in order to thrive.
And, of course, Darla was the loveliest creature Gerald had ever set eyes on: tall as a goddess, beautiful bronze skin, long dark tresses, large and lovely breasts, legs that could tempt the most modest of men, and a cock that stood proudly at attention.
"I want only to please you, Darla. It pains me deeply that I have yet to satisfy you orally."
Her thick lashes fluttered. For a moment, Gerald thought perhaps she might offer a kind word. Instead, she said, "If you can't get me off, old man, I'll have to call someone who can."
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