You thought you were enough. You hoped I’d keep pretending.
But now you’re just a silent witness—watching me get taken by the kind of cock you’ll never measure up to.
I moan for him. I drip for him. I ride for him.
And you? You stroke in the shadows. You ache. You obey.
You’re not my man. You’re not even a man.
You’re just… unmaned.
You thought you were enough. You hoped I’d keep pretending.
But now you’re just a silent witness—watching me get taken by the kind of cock you’ll never measure up to.
I moan for him. I drip for him. I ride for him.
And you? You stroke in the shadows. You ache. You obey.
You’re not my man. You’re not even a man.
You’re just… unmaned.