Pound at the Pond
Ask me why the moral suffering of guys gives me so much pleasure, and I won't think for a second about the answer. It's because no normal boyfriend would agree to have his girlfriend fucked by a stranger. And if someone is willing to do that, they're a total moral freak. Why should I feel sorry for these freaks when I can have a good time at their expense? Look at this lad, for instance. He's pretending he's objecting to my proposal. He claims he imagines my cock in his girlfriend's pussy and he gets nauseous. But then why is he looking for a private place to let me fuck his girlfriend's brains out? He's a two-faced rat and therefore must suffer. That's all there is to it.
