You've come over to give me M's Day gifts, and I'm so grateful. This oil feels amazing on my legs, this dress is perfect (if a little more revealing than I anticipated), and the necklace you bought looks incredible nestled in my deep cleavage. Seeing as you're home for the weekend, I figured we should talk. I went through your phone. Don't get mad! Since your D()d left, it's up to me to keep you protected & check in on your life. And a good job I did! I found your texts to your friends about still being a virgin, honey. And I also saw the girls you've been texting from dating apps...I don't want you to go down this path, sweetheart. I know you're well past the average age of losing your virginity, but that's precisely my point; maybe it's just not supposed to happen for you. I don't want you being all desperate and having to pay for sex or getting diseased or someone knocked up...no. In fact, I was relieved when I learned you haven't lost it yet. I want you to stay my pure little virgin forever. Now I know you have needs...and of course I'm not going to ask this of you without being willing to help. Of course I'll take care of you. I can tell your cock likes the idea...at least right now. Why don't you stroke it to my big milky tits and soft legs, and if I can make you cum, you promise to stay a virgin for me forever....