There is a real and significant danger that I am going to become addicted to your stomach.
I keep imagining how it would feel to run my finger tips over your muscles and caress them. I imagine resting my face against your front and planting butterfly kisses all over your tummy. Everyday, I imagine…I fantasize…
Maybe I should make an attempt to picture you fully clothed instead…

….Goddamn it! Whichever way round you are still gorgeous. I am taking more cold showers than I have ever taken before and yet all I can see is your naked stomach.
I am in nervous knots, my insides gripped, as I try to control the desire. You tell me to behave, to compose myself, and to take a peppermint tea to try to resolve my tummy troubles.
6 replies on “Tummy Troubles”
Nice kind of tummy troubles!
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Very nice!
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This is a very sexy tummy. Hence the problems.
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Very sexy indeed!
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Looking at such a tummy, I would also have problems.
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❤
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