I find my purse, which I don’t remember grabbing from the office, and fumble for my cell. The display tells me that I have one missed call. I try to...calm my nerves and take a deep breath as I return the call. “Hey baby,” he answers on the first ring. “Hey, sorry, you caught me while I was relaxing in the tub.” Not a lie. I walk back towards the bathroom so that I can watch Antonio while on the phone with my husband. I lean against the door way so that I can hold the phone with one hand and. I can’t wait to dance like that. She gyrates her hips in a circular movement, then in a figure eight motion, making the overall effect rather exotic. Then she undulates her whole stomach, making it look like a serpent movement, as her breasts seem to jiggle in isolation to the rest of her torso. I can see how the sensuality of the dance is designed to honour our Ishtar. This dance that speaks of passion is designed to raise our sexual confidence for our rite of passage. It’s my turn to whisper. I could feel his cock swelling inside me as he bent his knees, lifting up my asscheeks and spreading them apart. Shoving upward, he buried himself all the way up inside me as he began to cum, flooding my pussy with a steady stream of his thick, warm semen. Reaching back underneath us, I rubbed his balls, encouraging him “Yeah baby, give it all to me!”. As he grunted behind me, squeezing my ass, I could feel his seed running out and down over my labia. Moving my hand from his sack, I smeared the. It wasn't easy realizing her daughter was eighteen already. Where had the time gone? It seemed just yesterday that Mary was clenching Jenny's hand in the hospital when David didn't make it through surgery, but that was five years ago.Mary leaned against the kitchen counter behind her, running one hand through dirty blonde hair, her hand turning to a fist as she fought back a tear at the memory. Jenny would be home any minute, and Mary didn't want to ruin her daughter's birthday enthusiasm with.