It wasn't always like this, was it? I remember when you first found me. You'd watch my clips, stroking that pathetic little cock over and over, lost in your own filthy world. You'd make yourself a leaking mess, edging for hours... all because you were obsessed with me. You thought that was enough, didn't you? You thought all it took was jerking off to my perfection.

But that's where you were wrong. Your little sessions? They're all about you. They don't mean a thing to me. Your useless cock and your mindless stroking... they do absolutely nothing for me. And somewhere along the way, you...

It wasn't always like this, was it? I remember when you first found me. You'd watch my clips, stroking that pathetic little cock over and over, lost in your own filthy world. You'd make yourself a leaking mess, edging for hours... all because you were obsessed with me. You thought that was enough, didn't you? You thought all it took was jerking off to my perfection.

But that's where you were wrong. Your little sessions? They're all about you. They don't mean a thing to me. Your useless cock and your mindless stroking... they do absolutely nothing for me. And somewhere along the way, you realized that, didn't you? You started to feel it, that emptiness, that sinking feeling that just jerking off wasn't enough. You weren't pleasing me. You weren't even close.