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he is a mother, his breasts are plentiful and his womb is the warm cradle of life that kept me safe for 9 months then birthed me into this cold dark world. as repayment he now has to keep me pressed against his soft bosom at all times while i suckle on his teat for comfort. i can only fall asleep rocked by the beat of his heart and the smell of his milk. i miss him... where are you wife... come home soon...