You stood at the altar and professed your love. Nothing could come between you two. And then you met me. And I began to cultivate your cock obsession for my own entertainment. I just can't get enough of making you my faggot. It's gotten to the point where you think about ME, about DICK when you fuck her. You probably even avoid it at all costs. You want to be alone in a dark room stroking to me stoking your cock addicted frenzy more than you want to be inside her. You HAVE to think about cock to cum. So it's time to rewrite your vows, and make a new commitment - clarify your true love for ME, and for COCK, til death do us part.