You were a good man once — loyal, loving, faithful. But now you're stroking in secret, lying to her face while leaking for me behind her back. This isn’t just cheating; it’s a ritual. You try to stop, but you always come back, harder than before, deeper in the obsession. She holds your hand, but I hold your cock — and we both know which grip is stronger. Leak. Lie. Repeat. And tomorrow? You'll do it all over again.