Adela made her way behind Richard, the warmth of her presence radiating through the room. She settled on the edge of the tub, her voice tender and inviting as she shared her intentions. "Nothing, my love, just a desire to massage your back. You can relax on my lap."
With gentle guidance, Adela drew Richard closer, his body finding a comfortable perch in her loving embrace. His head came to rest upon her soft, inviting lap, a gesture that left him feeling cherished by the one he adored.
Richard gazed up at Adela's exquisite face, her beauty heightened by the cascading water droplets that adorned her skin. Her bosoms, with their captivating allure, swayed in a rhythmic dance, a testament to her sensuality and the love that she reserved solely for him.
