Look at you. Jerking again. It's all your sex life consists of. Only a loser would spend this much time with his hand locked around his cock. No tight, wet, grippy pussy for you. I've set the bar so high with my beauty and intelligent understanding of your complex and contradictory submissive wiring that you'd never be able to achieve sexual satisfaction from an ordinary woman anyway. You already worship a Goddess. And that Goddess wants you sexless, desperate, denied.