I understand it’s difficult to hear the words that come out of my mouth, knowing that I’ve finally found a man better than you. Can you blame me for doing it though? His cock is way bigger than yours, even when you’re hard. I deserve to be with a real man, but I still keep you around for the cash and the torment. Everything about you is absolutely pathetic, you can’t even blame me for cheating. I’ll do it over and over again until I’m fully satisfied. I have no regrets. Wouldn’t you love to even watch another man fuck me and pleasure me in ways that you never could even if you tried?
