I wanted to have a little talk with you, because the more I’ve gotten to know you, the more I realize you’re not really the man I thought you were. It’s only become more and more evident... that you don’t deserve pussy or ass! You deserve to be a pussy free loser for life. My tiny thong teasing you might be the last pussy you ever see, and the last time your cock felt pussy, if ever? That was the last time you’ll ever feel that warm wet hole. I feel bad for the last woman you fucked, that she stooped so low to fuck you. Thankfully, I know better because I’m not dumb. I know that boys like you deserve to be on your knees, stroking, and telling me how grateful you are to be before a woman like me. Tell me you don’t deserve pussy, that the only thing you deserve is a flesh light to fuck and pretend is your girlfriend. Sit there watching my pretty pussy as you stroke, imagining how pink it is, and how sweet it must feel wrapped around my boyfriend's big cock. Go on, fuck that little flesh light - it’s all you deserve from now on. Look at my pretty pussy in this tiny red thong. Any pussy, but especially this pussy, is too good for a loser like you. You simply don’t deserve it. Say it while you stroke, that you’re a pussy free loser for life. Look how perfect my pussy looks from the back and tell me that it is not for you. I want to make sure you really understand...but you still love to see that which you don’t deserve. It feels so nice to accept your place as a pussy free loser, doesn’t it? Your hand, a flesh light, a sock, I don’t care - as long as you never fuck pussy again. My pussy is merely a tool of control for you, used to extract value out of you. This is what gives your life meaning - denial.