HIS SIZE WAS A THING.
SIDE BY SIDE IN FRONT OR BEHIND
TWICE THE SIZE OF ME EASY.
HIS CRUSH
MADE IT PAINFUL TO BREATHE.
HIS HAND WOULD COVER MY FACE.
TO SHUT MY MOUTH.
OR SMACK BOTH CHEEKS OUT OF FUN.
HIS FEET SO LARGE THEY REQUIRED.
SPECIAL ORDER SHOES.
MY HANDS AND MOISTURIZERS.
HIS HUGS AWESOME.
HE LOVES TO BE NAKED.
I LOVE TO LOOK AT HIM.
I AM ADDICTED TO HIM.
HIS LOVE LARGER THAN HIM
EXTREMELY INTENSE
RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.
BUT
WHO WOULD WANT TO?
His Size - Story Time Blog
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