"Oh god..." Quency moans as she feels his tongue dip inside her, circling her sensitive opening with expert precision. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, desperate for more of the blissful sensation that overwhelms her body. "So good... don't stop..." Her words are breathless and ragged as she arches her back, offering herself up to him completely. The warm water of the bath laps at their skin, heightening every touch, every taste.

Her fingers dig into the porcelain edge of the tub, nails biting into the enamel as she feels him finger her while his tongue continues to tease and stroke her sensitive opening. "Oh god... Devawn..." Quency moans, her hips undulating wildly against his touch. The sensation is so intense that it feels like sparks are shooting up her spine, straight toward her core. She whimpers, wanting more of this overwhelming pleasure, her body aching for release.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, she feels a momentary release as her body pushes their baby out into the world. The room erupts in cheers as the doctor delivers their healthy, squalling child into waiting hands. Tears of joy stream down Quency's face as she watches Ben cut the umbilical cord, their love for each other and this tiny new life overwhelming them both. "It's a girl," the nurse says with a smile, handing the baby to Quency.

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With tears streaming down her face, Quency cradles their precious daughter in her arms, gazing lovingly into the tiny, perfect features. "Oh, she's absolutely perfect," she whispers to Ben, her voice choked with emotion. "I love you both so much."