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“So can I,” Brishor replied with a sigh. He set Meryl in his lap and let the warm water run around them.
Chezzal added aromatic oils and lotions in the water and then stepped in the bathtub. Meryl was looking tired. He took a soft sponge and lathered it with soap. She was resting with her head against Brishor, barely keeping her eyes open. He chuckled. “You need to eat well, Meryl.” Her strength was like that of a butterfly against them. He started applying soap over her body. Normally it was the maids who would help them bathe, but this time they both wanted to cater to her. He rubbed the sponge over her shoulders, neck, breasts, navel and then brought his hands down in between her thighs where he took his time cleaning her. She seemed to relax. His fingers brushed her lips over there and she shivered. Lusty little girl. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on her lips. &ldqu
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