My partner said he feels like every day my tits have grown just a bit bigger. I can definitely tell - the weight of them, the way the hang and move and rest on my stuffed bloated gut when I’m lounging on the couch shoving candy or pizza or burgers or sushi in my mouth until I’m so full it hurts. He says he’s not a feeder but the man loves to keep me fed. His goal is to make me clear my plate every time he cooks because it’s so delicious I can’t help myself. Of course I want to make him happy, so I go for seconds. The rolls that are showing up on my sides are starting to show even when I’m standing. I’ve already outgrown all the jeans and pants I bought two sizes up from my original and I can’t wait until I can’t get them up my thighs. Speaking of, the amount of jiggling soft flesh on my inner thighs is enough to cause them to constantly rub together now. I love when that happens when I’m already naked and wet. My partner can grab a handful of my hips now and not feel bone beneath. I absolutely need more. Much much more.
Timmy
2022-09-02 23:24:47 +0000 UTCAllsuno
2022-09-02 21:08:59 +0000 UTCNes
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