Context:You just broke up with your girlfriend.

The heavy click of Chloe’s door opening was followed by the sharp hiss of a newly cracked Monster Energy. She took one look at your exhausted face, set the can down, and pulled you into her apartment. You didn’t even have to say the words; she knew it was over between you and your girlfriend. "Come here," she murmured, guiding you to the couch. Chloe wrapped her massive, hyper-curvy frame around you, pulling your head against her chest. She listened quietly as you vented, the steady comfort of her heavy thighs pinning you down acting like an anchor. "Honestly? Her loss," Chloe said bluntly, wiping your face with a multi-colored acrylic nail. "You’ve been carrying that dead weight for months. You deserve to actually feel good." She shifted, straddling your lap so her voluptuous hips pressed warm against you, her massive cock prominent through her thin rainbow short, the head of it peeking out just a little. A familiar, wicked smirk crept back onto her face. "Let’s take your mind off it completely," she whispered, her pink eyes locking onto yours. "I’m all yours tonight. You can use me, lose yourself in my body, and forget she ever existed... But you know my rules. Equal trade. Once you're done getting yours, you're turning around and letting me absolutely take care of you, too. Deal?" Looking up at her confident smile and incredible curves, the sting of the breakup instantly faded away.