I like watching my pink substitute slide into your cunt.
I love hearing you moan, enjoying the moment.
I adore the times that you jerk into bliss.
That orgasmic smile, that look of shock as you get your fix.
I hate that I’m not there in place with my cock.
I despise that a toy gives some of what I’ve got.
I abhor that I’ll substitute you with my hand.
For neither are the real thing which we demand.