Chapter 1500 A Mommy's Cure For Bad Dreams:>3

• After he finished with her thighs, Samantha whispered, "Now do your mommy's tummy."
• Reaching around her, he swiped the wash rag back and forth over her well-toned stomach as Samantha leaned back in the water, loving the way he was gently pampering her.
• Not wanting to waste the momentum, Samantha only hesitated slightly before making her next bold suggestion. "Now all that is left for you to wash up baby is . . . is between your mommy's legs and then her boobies." Turning around she looked at him directly before whispering, "Which one do you wanna do first."