What’s under those covers?👀 (Patreon)

What I wouldn’t give to slip into those satin covers, wrap my little arms around his wide waist as I press my head into his neck. I’d feel his chin rest above the top of my head as he stroked my hair. His other hand pulling me in closer. My small body pressing up against his big fat belly. I would just have finished serving him dinner and dessert, and his tummy would be rumbling…the sound of him growing bigger at that very moment giving me sensual tingles. I’d hear his deep, slow breathing as his gut and chest expanded and contrasted. The bedroom would be set to a cool temp so he and I could get real cozy under the sheets…and feeling his warm belly and beautifully sculpted physique would melt my heart. Because I fed him. I made him the big fat man he is today. I wear the horns here. And I’d lay there proud of my work thus far😈😴