It was late and I had just started programming the treadmill in our bedroom. DH walked toward me with intent on his face. He pulled up my shirt and yanked down my bra, extracting my right breast, as I…
It was late and I had just started programming the treadmill in our bedroom. DH walked toward me with intent on his face. He pulled up my shirt and yanked down my bra, extracting my right breast, as I…