Hey babe. Thanks for coming over to talk - I just want you to understand where I’m coming from, okay? ;) Last week we had dinner with your best friend James. It was such a good time. But then I left something in his car. I don’t even remember what I left, lol, but I had to go back and get it. He gave me a hug and pressed up against me, and I felt his huge heavy cock against my stomach. One thing led to another, and… we fucked. The thing is, you know how I’ve been so sexually insatiable lately. And you always give it to me whenever I want, however I want it. I know my pleasure is so important to you. But… that’s exactly why I had to fuck James, babe. Because it’s not just about the quantity, it’s about the quality. And I felt the “quality” of James’s cock when he pressed up against me in a hug, if you know what I mean… and I needed more. I needed him inside me. I hope you understand, babe. And I do feel bad. Not about fucking him, but about him not being here right now… because I’m already wet thinking about fucking him again. I can’t help that I liked his big cock more, and deep down, you knew this would probably happen considering your small shriveled cock. I just wanted to tell you and be honest… because it will probably happen again ;)