"Get her straight to the bathroom," Greg ordered, throwing open the door. - Pay attention, birdie, you get into the lair only in the hands of husbands.

“I suggest we make it a tradition,” the redhead winked. "What do you say, sweetheart?"

“Apchi,” Irishka spoke on the merits of the question.

- I got a cold after all, - Cas hurried deeper into the house, where hot water was already whipping in a tight stream, hitting the bottom of the marble bath. “And it’s good for you here,” putting his wife on a strong bench, the Marquis looked around. “And you wouldn’t even think about it,” he began to undress...