Just shy of our first anniversary, my boyfriend Drew explained he’d a feeding fetish. He texted it, really. He had been visiting household in Florida, and I also had been alone inside our apartment after having a workday that is 12-hour. I’d bought takeout, inhaled it and had been lying on to the floor close to our sleep ? anchored by pan-fried noodles and an order that is colossal of rolls.
I happened to be whining regarding how complete We felt whenever Drew broke our typical discussion.
“It’s weird into feeding for me because, I don’t know if you’ve picked up on this from my side comments, but i’m. In a intimate feeling. Continue reading