If you saw how on the food court I stuff a giant round belly, like a huge ball, and do not stop, my belly is already on my hips and it throbs with its fullness, slightly moving the table. I try to reach the leftover food, but I miss it because of the tight stomach. Buttons on jeans have long burst, and a perfectly fitted blouse does not even cover half of the belly. I massage my stomach and moan. What would you do if you saw a picture like this? ✪ ω ✪

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