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"Do you normally not feel pretty, baby? Because you are beautiful. And not just because you're mine. You are conventionally beautiful. But I'm glad you felt it. That's good." I kiss you.
 
I kiss you back, "no, I normally don't feel pretty. You know I have issues with that. But last night. . . I felt so beautiful and so desired.. . ."
 
"I desire you RIGHT NOW, actually." I rub your hip, my fingers just going under your shirt along your side.
 
I spoon up behind you, smiling and kissing your neck. "That's right. My cock wrecked your little pussy, didn't it?" I kiss your neck again.
 
I open my eyes as you get up. "Everything ok? I'll bet he wants to wrestle a bear," I say, mostly not at all awake, as I roll back over and quickly resume snoring.
 
I chuckle and go to the next room, where I feed, change, burp, and wash the baby before rocking him for a bit, the front of my night shirt open for access in case he gets hungry again. I'm singing softly to him.
 
I roll over and you're not there. I have no idea if I have slept a minute or ten hours. "Baby?" I say, asking if you're nearby, but not distressingly so. I figure you'll return when you return, and lay there.
 
"In the baby's room, sweetie," I call. Our son found my nipple again, and was sucking on it eagerly once more.
 
"No we don't!" I call back. I then say to the baby, "Daddy can munch on Mommy's boobs, but you can't, no biting!" I kiss the top of his head and he coos happily, a light in his eyes.
 
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