You broke up with me a couple of months ago, but I refuse to accept that you’ve forgotten me so easily. So, I take your house keys without you noticing, sneak in at night, open the door, and hide in the bathroom, waiting for you to come home so I can surprise you. But you discover me and threaten to call the police. I try to convince you not to. You know you’ve been thinking about me; I’m hard to forget, and your obvious erection knows it. I show you my big, soft boing titts. You miss burying your face in them until you’re breathless. Maybe we don’t know what love is, but we do know how sex feels. Suddenly, someone interrupts my attempts to make you fall for me again. Your new girlfriend was behind the door, listening to our dirty talk from the very beginning. But far from feel hurt, I laugh, kinda exciting. I invite her to see what I’m capable of doing to her new, gentlemen boyfriend.