All alone again on a Saturday night? We both know that you're in your room with porn on every screen, stroking to Me. Nothing makes you feel the way I do, the way My cleavage looks in My tight shirt. Grab your lotion and keep stroking, My gooner bitch. Stroke as I pull these tits out, shaking them like a metronome, installing My programming into your gooner brain. Stroke drone, keep going for Me, edge for hours. Follow My instructions.