09-28-2016, 02:26 PM
Somehow Henry couldnt stop himself from imagining how Sam would look without clothes. Rubbing his huge belly under his palm, lathering it with soup. His belly would shift from time to time, eliciting moans of pleasure and pain.
Shaking his head, he tried to distract himself and started tidying his guest room for Sam, forcing himself not to lament not being able to wrap Sam and his belly in his arms in the night.
Shaking his head, he tried to distract himself and started tidying his guest room for Sam, forcing himself not to lament not being able to wrap Sam and his belly in his arms in the night.