I’m breaking up with you because you’re a loser. A failure. A disappointment. Sexually, romantically, intellectually, and even financially, you never come through. And when you do manage to come, you finish too fast. Pathetic, at best. It’s a good thing I’ve been cheating on you, or I’d never get good sex. But I think you get off on being a little bitch. Being belittled by me excites you and makes you want me even more, doesn’t it? I’m going to give you one last sexual experience, and you’ll never forget it. Your broken heart will echo through the rest of your miserable life. I’m going to get you in our bed, spread you open, and peg you so deeply it feels devastatingly romantic. Then my new lover will join in. Why would I fuck you and not enjoy it again? If I want something done, I have to do it myself, but since I’ll be busy fucking your little bitch ass, he’s going to do me a favor and fuck me from behind while I do it. His thrusting will push me deeper inside you, and you’ll finally be able to feel my pussy juices running down your balls from behind you as he makes me cum with his big, fat, beautiful, long-lasting cock. You won’t even be able to see my orgasm face except in the mirror across the room as you look up at it with tears in your eyes. It’s over, honey. And you’ll never, ever find a woman like me. This night will ring in your ears forever, like flames consuming your worthless soul.