It must really suck being you. You get to look at me whenever you want, but you can never touch me. It must be awful knowing I’ll slut around with anyone I want, but I’ll never want you. You’re stuck on the other side of a screen, thinking you’re having a good time, but really you’re just a loser wanking off to someone calling you a loser. What kind of sad loser is that? No matter how badly you want your face smooshed between my huge tits, it’s never going to happen.