Shameka Moore

girl all nearly on the same day. And those little girls were all still virgins. They were quivering around the table as the six cheered, "Make a wish, Daddy!" I smiled at my girls. Janelle stood by her daughter, Rose. The pair were both blondes, Janelle as busty as ever, an attribute eighteen-year-old Rose had inherited. Even beneath her trench coat, I could see the swell of her boobs. Sarah pushed up her glasses, not as petite as she had been but still cute. Her daughter Daisy had the same brown hair which she wore in a long braid that fell down her back to her cute rump. Tonya no longer wore her blonde hair in pigtails but her playfulness was still there, and her daughter Lily wore her blonde hair in pigtails. The glasses she wore, getting the