Miranda puts her hair up in a ponytail and slips into the hot, bubbly bath. The door creaks open, he peeks in: "Can I see it?" he asks. She giggles, rolls over, and lifts just her ass up out of the bubbles. "Yeah, that's it," he whispers.

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She's apparently just washing the important parts - but, I can't complain, it shows a dedication to cleanliness that I can appreciate.

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The edge of the marble tub of the newlywed suite was cold under my naked ass, while the hot water flowed between my toes. We had asked for the newlywed suite despite only having known each other for three days, but it sounded like fun. As the soap suds clung to the soft skin of her tits, I knew I would do to her all kinda of nasty things that innumerable newlyweds have done to each other in this bath.

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