I mentally file through all of Jane’s body parts I love: Her pussy. Her hips. Love handles. Stretchmarks. Ass. Freckles. Cheeks. Legs. Arms. Hands. Breasts. Nipples. Curve of her neck. Brain. I race down literally every inch of this girl. I love every part of Jane, but I can’t say that. They’ll just see it as a cop out.
