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If you are a beautiful strong black woman, someone will put this in your comments.
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So for a lot of deep-seeded psychological issues we don’t have time to unpack, I have a fetish for guy’s bellies. They make me feel safe and satisfied and provide comfort and also look sexy. My husband is a pretty big guy, both height wise and that he’s very chubby. Sometimes when I feel suicidal the first thing I think of isn’t my life or our marriage although those are very important to me, but ‘what about his belly though’ and that usually makes me feel better
There’s just something about my husband’s gut that makes me feel so warm and gooey and like I just want to stay here on this earth with his chubby ass. Is it bad that I think of his belly before my love for him when suicidal?
So for a lot of deep-seeded psychological issues we don’t have time to unpack, I have a fetish for guy’s bellies. They make me feel safe and satisfied and provide comfort and also look sexy. My husband is a pretty big guy, both height wise and that he’s very chubby. Sometimes when I feel suicidal the first thing I think of isn’t my life or our marriage although those are very important to me, but ‘what about his belly though’ and that usually makes me feel better
There’s just something about my husband’s gut that makes me feel so warm and gooey and like I just want to stay here on this earth with his chubby ass. Is it bad that I think of his belly before my love for him when suicidal?