Divorce

I must to confess you, you have never pleased me, you are a so less men that someone else fuck me in your face every night cause you can't do the only one thing that make you a true husband, I want a divorce. When you lose the only good thing that you have been able to get in your life is when you become a loser, a worm, a bald, fat, forty-year-old, broke and divorced who nobody wants, whose only prize was the ebony goddess who rested the nights by your side smelling a BBC on her skin. Do not be more pathetic than you're please, use your tears as a lube to stroke your dick and listen, Is here when you decide to live frustrated, or change the destiny of your life. You can argue with me this process and lose all your income and watch during your ruined life how a BBC better than you spend all your life work, or, sign the document to stay living at the shadow of my greatness.