Waiting there...On the kitchen table....on her back with her beautiful long legs spread...She presses the nozzle on the can of whipped cream....Spraying the cream on top of the ripe juice plump strawberries in her sweet and delicious cave of delights in a circular motion...And just in time as the door opens...And the Man of the Day walks in....Stopping in the kitchen door way to the mounful sounds of Happy Birthday Baby
Abandoning her clothes like the seven veils of a belly dancer and swinging and swaying her hips with her hands above her head and she's looking at you .