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Bath time

“Come here babygirl, bath time.”
He smiles as he picks her up,
Carrying her into the bathroom.
She snuggles close,
His strong arms her safe place.
He lowers her gently into steaming water,
Peeks of fluffy bubbles tickling her skin,
Flowery fragrances filling the air.

He joins her,
Pulling her back against him, 
Making her lean on his chest.
She sighs with content,
The warmth and his body feel heavenly.
Gentle hands wash every curve,
Her body tingling under his touch,
Back arching as he kneads her breasts.

With frothy hands he massages her scalp,
Her long, wavy hair getting his attention.
She softly moans in pleasure,
His body responding eagerly,
A hard cock pressing into her.
She wiggles and giggles,
Turning around, her time to wash him.
Taking her time, every part gets attention.

Squeezing her tightly,
He kisses her with passion.
Their tongues dance, explore.
Despite not wanting to, he pulls back.
Time to get out before it gets cold.
Wrapping her up in a fluffy towel,
He dries her well
Then brushing her hair lovingly.

“There we go” He whispers softly,
Smiling at her, kissing her nose.
Carrying her into bed he cradles her close.
She curls in tight,
Moulding her body to his.
Small, warm and soft she sleeps,
Her idea of paradise,
Kept so safe by her love.

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