Aw. Poor little loser. All alone for the holidays. This is how I dress for a real man this time of year: in a hot velvet bodysuit, sexy white thigh highs, and heels. No woman dresses in lingerie for you. No woman is waiting at home to get fucked by you. No. You just have your hand. Poor you! Here’s a little kiss, but it’s only virtual. All you get a pixels. All you get is this video. You get to admire me from afar. I’m unattainable to men like you. You’re going to spend Christmas alone. You’re going to spend the rest of your life alone, and you’re going to die alone. Are you crying? Did I hurt your feelings? Did I break your heart? Aw. Poor loser. Go ahead and cry. Let the tears fall onto your dick and lube it while you stroke with two fingers to your loneliness. Now I’m going to countdown from 10-1, and when I get to one you’re going to make a loser fountain.