I look at you, pathetic cuckold, and smirk as your wife moans beneath me, my pleasure hole now, and you have to live with it. i fuck her roughly, ramming my cock so deep that she wheezes, “more, deeper, how can you do it!” and her eyes burn with lust, and she looks at you with pity, like you’re a broken toy. she whispers to me, “you’re a real man, not like him,” and when i take her hand and spit on her wedding ring, she laughs, loudly, mockingly, and says, “it doesn’t mean anything.” i cum inside her, leaving her wet and shaking, and then i turn to you and command, “jerk off in your cage and repeat, ‘i’m just an observer.’” and you do it, over and over again, until the words are burned into your brain.