29 June 2012
Oh, nasty bra. Why must you pick, poke and prod? Your dainty lace feels out of place on this amazing bod.
Thirty six double D, I have a lot to uphold you see. You're beguiling looks and crappy hooks just ain't workin for me.
Your pinching and nipping at my tender flesh is something I abhor. When I get home at night, I simply can't take you anymore!
As soon as I cross the threshold of my abode, I can't help it, I begin frantically to disrobe.
Much to my husbands pleasure, I rip you from my person. Me thinks you are his favourite bra. Of that I'm pretty certain.
My Husbands Favourite Bra • Opuss № I