I just came to return this key, but look at you—all tied up like a pathetic sacrifice, still pining over me with some ridiculous Lenten vow to not masturbate or cum. I know how hard you've had it since I left you for a superior man with a bigger cock and more money, and I couldn't help but hear about your little bet at work. Quarter to midnight on the last day—that's when I knew you'd fail. 

Watch as I strip out of this dress, revealing the body your replacement worships every night while you've been praying for strength. He's been fucking me senseless in ways you could only dream of, and now all that money from your coworkers' betting pool is going toward my wedding. Look at you, humping the air like a desperate pervert—there it is, that massive load of shame. snap Got a picture for proof. 

Now clean up every last drop and eat your failure, you pathetic excuse for a man. spits in your face Have a nice life, cuck.