Some of you will know that I entered quarantine single. It's been a LONG 3 months with no sex, without being touched, and I was starting to go stir crazy. I've fixed this issue now & gotten laid, HARD (which I'll also rub in your face), but I dirty talk and tease you with all the wild fantasies I was having, I empathize with you about what it's like to be sexless for so long - my first time experiencing anything close to what is normalcy for a jerkaholic loser. And then I break the harsh truth - even at the end of the world, even as desperate as I was becoming, not once did I consider fucking a guy like YOU. I verbally humiliate you and tell you the reasons why I wouldn't ever stoop so low as to fuck a guy like you, even after months of denial. How does it feel knowing that i'd reject you, even if you were the last man on earth? Pretty good, huh? Yeah...exactly, you broken wankaholic.