When I got home, my wife asked..."how did it go?" I said "great. That was just what I needed." We didn't discuss it any further that night. A couple o... days later we were sitting in the living room talking. She asked if I had a picture she was looking for on my phone. So I opened my photo app and forgot that the video was in my all photo's album. She saw it and before I could scroll past it, she asked..."What is that?" I said, "Do you really want to know?" She said, "yes I do." So I. “Okay,” I replied slowly. “That mean things are going to change?” “Most definitely,” she said, beaming. “I’m pregnant.” “Holy crap!” I said. I realized that I was nearing 50 and was about to be a father. Shania’s joy was infectious. Throughout the pregnancy, the hormonal changes, even the bouts with morning sickness, Shania simply radiated an aspect of pure delight. I learned to be a coach. When Erica Shania entered the world I was humbled, overwhelmed, and amazed to behold my stunning wife. I trembled.Jayne and Helen lead the way and joined a small group of other girls witha nod of recognition and a short exchange. I nodded too and to myenormous relief got a simple nod of approval back. For now I wasaccepted.I followed the girls' lead and danced how they did, paused when they didand tried desperately to remember all my lessons. I felt awkward and outof place, but nobody seemed to notice. I relaxed a little and let myselfyield to the music, moving with the beat and feeling my skirt. " Janet moaned a muffled approval, as her mouth was too busy sucking him deeper to talk. She was urging him to release, encouraging his every thrust. Her hands reached up and covered his, as he held her head. Clearly, she wanted him to continue fucking her mouth, deep and hard. When he came, groaning, Janet swallowed, pulling him to her. As he shuddered and grunted in orgasm, he rolled upward onto his toes and leaned forward, giving all of himself to her throat. She continued to hold him with.