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Brushing your hair
Brushing your hair
I sit and gently brush your hair making sure it's all in place, I smile as you pick up the hand mirror and a smile grows across your face
Wrapped in your bathrobe you look comfy and so snug, I pull you up onto my lap and give you a gentle hug
You snuggle yourself in tightly you put your head upon my chest, having you being close to me is the thing I love the best
We share a few kisses I look deeply into your gorgeous eyes, I see such a loving look, I can't help but to release some happy sighs
We chat about each others day I'm glad things went so well for you, I had some small hassles myself but I did what I had to do
I go to the kitchen I come back with two glasses filled with wine, it was the end to a perfect evening I'm so proud that you are mine
I love to treat you like a Queen some would call it aftercare, tenderness after we've had a play just shows how much I care
Ron
I sit and gently brush your hair making sure it's all in place, I smile as you pick up the hand mirror and a smile grows across your face
Wrapped in your bathrobe you look comfy and so snug, I pull you up onto my lap and give you a gentle hug
You snuggle yourself in tightly you put your head upon my chest, having you being close to me is the thing I love the best
We share a few kisses I look deeply into your gorgeous eyes, I see such a loving look, I can't help but to release some happy sighs
We chat about each others day I'm glad things went so well for you, I had some small hassles myself but I did what I had to do
I go to the kitchen I come back with two glasses filled with wine, it was the end to a perfect evening I'm so proud that you are mine
I love to treat you like a Queen some would call it aftercare, tenderness after we've had a play just shows how much I care
Ron
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