I’ll never forget the first time my husband happily fondled my fat roll thinking he had gotten ahold of my left breast. It’s late at night and we are all tucked in under the covers. My husband snuggles up behind me and wraps an arm around my waist. He leans in close and…
Source:The Truth About the Post-Baby Body
Friday, February 28, 2014
The Truth About the Post-Baby Body
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