There you go, jerking off again. Surprise, surprise. If you could get paid for masturbating, you’d be a billionaire. So what else in your life makes you a dumb fuck? Whatever you are in real life, secretly you hate yourself. What’s the reason why you don’t have a fulfilling relationship, why you don’t have any real friends? Why, even if you have tons of money, you’re so sad and lonely? You’re STILL a loser; no amount of money could change that. So you may as well give it to me. Or maybe you’re poor, you’re sad about it, and no one loves you. Is that it? You wanna look at titties but you can...

There you go, jerking off again. Surprise, surprise. If you could get paid for masturbating, you’d be a billionaire. So what else in your life makes you a dumb fuck? Whatever you are in real life, secretly you hate yourself. What’s the reason why you don’t have a fulfilling relationship, why you don’t have any real friends? Why, even if you have tons of money, you’re so sad and lonely? You’re STILL a loser; no amount of money could change that. So you may as well give it to me. Or maybe you’re poor, you’re sad about it, and no one loves you. Is that it? You wanna look at titties but you can’t afford the strip club? You can’t afford to buy a girl more than one drink? Either way, you’re nothing. Nobody would miss you if you I wonder if even your own family loves you. Noone but your tired, worn out, cum covered hand. You know I’m right. Say it out loud for me: “I am a loser.” Let me hear it. Doesn’t it feel good to just admit the truth out loud, to a beautiful woman? This is the only way you’re getting real female attention. Jerk off to it. I would never be seen with you. The only way I wanna hang out with you is virtually, while you pay me. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you walk behind my ass as it shops with your money. Be the best wanker you can be! Look at you, furiously jerking your cock. What a lonely, sad fool you are. You know that deep down in side you’re empty, and the only thing that fills you up is cum, which you let out way too often to keep it for long. The simplest things I do can manipulate you so easily. My boobs, which you’ll never touch, my smile, the truth I tell you so specifically? You’re lonely for a reason. The only people who love you are those who have to pretend to. I want you to cum to that truth. Literally. Ready, you piece of waste of space lonely bitch? I wonder how long it would take people to find you if you in your house. Even your pets wouldn’t eat your face. They’d find you on the floor, covered in jizz, with me playing loudly on your computer. It’s all fucking true, and you can’t deny it. Let it out. All those feelings of worthlessness, let it out through your dick. Give me a little cry and a big frowny face, and squirt your nasty juice all over yourself. Even you cum doesn’t want to live with you; maybe that’s why it tries to get out all the time! Ew, ew ew ew.