Your wife? She doesn’t even see you as a man anymore—how could she, when all you’re good for is licking the cum off her feet after she’s been fucked by a real man? You think you’re tough, you think you’re anything but a weak, spineless bitch who can’t even satisfy his own wife. But the truth is staring you in the face—literally, when you’re on your knees, mouth wide open, ready to swallow whatever I decide to shove down your throat. You’re nothing but a dirty little faggot now, begging to be humiliated, desperate to be used. Your wife is fucking someone who’s everything you’ll never be, and you’re sitting there with your cock in your hand, jerking off to the idea of being his cum-rag. It’s sick, really—how much you crave it, how much you need it. You don’t deserve to call yourself a man, you’re just a worthless whore, aching to be filled, to be degraded, to be reminded every single second of how insignificant you truly are.