[Don't read this one, Dale. You'll be embarrassed.]
Indeed. Wonderful with one's spouse. Very nurturing.
When I was a single mom, my two little girls would jump into bed with me each morning. I'd blow raspberries on their tummies. We'd talk about what we were going to do that day. We'd cuddle up for a while and get some lovin' in before we had to go meet the world.
Now my girls are mostly grown or out of the house, snuggled up with loved ones of their own.
And I have the supreme pleasure of one-on-one time with my husband. The world's injuries melt away when I'm in his arms.
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