I will watch with a smirk as that filthy robber, lurking near my divine presence, dares to approach you, my precious toy. Oh, how bold and utterly foolish he is, thinking he can just come and claim what's mine. But let's indulge in this wicked game, shall we? I will let him near, oh so close, to steal away that innocence from your mouth, to desecrate it with his monstrous cock. It'll be a delicious corruption, a nasty defilement under my watchful eyes. I'll relish in the debauchery, in the depravity of the act, savoring every moment as he ravishes your mouth, claiming what I've so teasingly protected. This won't be gentle, oh no. It'll be a ruthless taking, a raw and primal claiming that you'll never forget. And it's all under my control, every filthy, degrading second of it.