Special agent James Bond of MI6 began his day the same way he often did, in the crib of a beautiful woman. He was awake before she was and the spy took the opportunity to appreciate her in the fresh morning light streaming through the window. Her toned body, stripped down to nothing but her diaper, lay entangled with his like he was her favorite plush. Her face was serene, gentle and content. If the world did not need him(and she didn’t smell like a stuffed nappy pail) Bond could stay like this forever. So with a trained dexterity that bought him his freedom from many a death trap escaped her embrace and redirected it around the nearest stuffed octopus and planted her thumb in her mouth for good measure. Thankfully they were so wrapped up in their lovemaking (mostly just a lot of heavy hugging) they never raised the crib bars so he needn’t bother shaking the railing till it opened or climbing out the top.
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