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?