Isn't it ironic? You've spent so much time watching, lusting, secretly envious of the pleasure your wife received. But tonight? Tonight, you're the entertainment. Your wife's grown tired, but I'm far from it. I've seen the way you've eyed the lingerie, the desperate longing in your eyes not just for her but for what she experiences. How many men do you imagine will grace your pathetic presence tonight? Don't bother answering; it's rhetorical. We all know you've been itching for the chance to be the center of attention, to feel what she feels. Prepare yourself because tonight, you won't just be watching. No, tonight, you'll be spread, used, and taken. And when those big black cocks start claiming you, every ounce of your pride will dissolve, replaced only by raw desire and need. Remember this moment, every biting word, because by the end of the night, you'll be begging for more. So listen closely, absorb every word, and let the reality of your desires wash over you.