A lecher--a super-abundant variation of ignoramus who can only
masturbate in vaginas since he hasn't a clue that
sex is
Love's sacred expression.
Callous
cold comforts--
like Meat Loaf's "
don't be sad...two out of three ain't bad"--can't cause heartfelt orgasmic joy so why risk dissatisfaction and disease by screwing around with fuckers?