“I don’t know if there’s anything I can say to convince you how beautiful you are, but here,” I grabbed one of her hands and guided it down to my hard cock. “I shouldn’t be hard right now. You’re in distress. But my cock is an asshole and doesn’t know that. All it sees are your delicious thighs bracketing mine, your sweet little nipples poking through that tank top. I love your softness and your curves. I wouldn’t trade them for anything and certainly don’t want you to starve yourself to change your body.”
