running her hands along her back, up under her breast and then pulling on her hips and ass to slowly grind against her wet panties in a heated slow dance full of passion but no emotion. Phillis shook her head to drive off the memory of how her mother had forced her tongue into her mouth and deliberately pulled her dress open. Like a rutting dear she stepped between her daughters long shapely legs, pushing, and pulling her skirt up towards her waist. Her mother only wanted to