Your deprivation of sexual pleasure stands in stark contrast to my insatiable appetite. I can’t bear even a brief hiatus; anticipation mounts for our rendezvous, where carnal desires run wild. You, on the other hand, remain trapped in a realm devoid of such ecstasy. Oh, the fantasies you harbor, yearning to merely hear my moans. But alas, you’re a mere spectator in the realm of real men, destined to envy from afar. My paramour indulges in the pleasures you can only dream of, leaving you with naught but longing and despair. Such is the fate of a pathetic voyeur like you—forever denied the ecstasy that eludes your grasp.
