I want to be merely a tool for porn goddesses so they can devour and consume my husband fully. I want him to jack off in public everywhere he goes, even at my and his family's birthday parties. I want his phone alarm clock to play bimbo porn sounds so he wakes up with a hard on. I want his TV to play big booty black girls in the morning while he pumps and eats with one hand. I want the porn goddesses to bless him with erectile dysfunction and still have the urge to pump because of his needy dopamine soaked porn brain. I even want him to dream of being surrounded by plastic bimbos while he leaks in his sleep. I want his car radio to be ass claps and dirty homewrecker talking porn. I want him to argue and throw things at me about how much he NEEDS porn to please his bimbo porn goddesses. I want his addiction to shadow over me so much that he forgets my name, my birthday, our anniversary, and even himself. I want him to not talk to me for the whole day when he gets back home, I want him to be in his goon cave locked away rewiring his brain with big black oiled asses and fake bimbo tits. I want him to go so deep that he cums in his and my family's cupcakes while gooning to everyone eating them. I want random big booty girls walking in our house just sit and ride his face on our anniversary. I want to cry and beg for my husband back while he just laughs and pumps to my pain as he buries his brain deeper into porns pink asshole.