I am looking at a picture of you eating
Some of your cleavage is showing and I imagine feeding you
but not with that fork
Your hair looks fake red but I don’t care if it’s a mop
I would still tie it around my waist
This one time in public you were dancing a little bit
and I’m pretty sure you were eying me to see if I was watching
You were wearing something that made your tits look gorgeous
I thought about it a bunch while masturbating
I came up with some great fantasies by the way
I reward myself with excellent fantasies
After a long hard day of work I get to rest and dream up whatever I want
because I live alone and I wear the solitary king’s robe
I am making bacon and eggs again
I bet you would like to eat them
Well too bad they are all mine

Masturbation, like all emotions, begins in the mind.