Good afternoon, joe.
It gives me great pleasure to let you know that your wife has been chosen to submit for Black-Ownership training with immediate effect.
I know this might come as an unwitting surprise to you. I would even say shocking, as you have been clueless regarding the receipt of this letter what Black-Ownership is all about, let alone that it involves a training program. I will do my best to fill you in on what this entails. But please know that nothing that I'm about to reveal to you will dissuade your wife from committing herself to the program. Her paperwork has already been signed and approved by her.
Your wife, Sara Anderson, has complained to us regarding the state of your eleven-year-old marriage to each other. In her words, sex with you has been dull and unfortunately lacking. According to her, it's awful tough for you to maintain an erection worthy enough to satisfy her. That along with the fact that your erectile muscle is way too small and inefficient. So inefficient that you often compensate her displeasure with an adept usage of your tongue. Yes, joe, your wife--our client--does compliment your tongue but states that it's seldom enough to induce her to orgasm satisfactorily.
Your wife has resorted to using various shapes and sizes of dildos, all with the sole desire of climaxing. It wasn't until later that she began expressing her displeasure towards wanting to share bed-space with you at all. Your Sarah, at one point, was even contemplating divorce from (and I quote) "your limp, wimpy, and pathetic, snivelling weak-boy ass!"
It was only due to the advice of a friend of hers who happens to be a patronising customer of ours that such disaster was averted. Your wife's friend clued your wife onto our establishment: The Tongue Patrol, whose work ethic involves never leaving any married pussy unsatisfied or devoid of being Blacked.