Stuffed to my neck. I can't move, I can't sit, I can't breathe. Because I just had an orgasmic lunch courtesy of Joanne. That pompuan can really cook up a feast. There are only 2 of us and the dishes can feed a party. And the food. Oh, the food. So glorious.
Need I say more? Now try and tell me my gluttony is not justified.
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