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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Happy Birthday, Zuri!

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Zuriās birthday was a whirlwind of laughter, love, and of course, cake lovingly prepared by Eddie. Zuri could tell that her mom was holding back tears the entire time, seeing as Gemma never thought that she would ever get married, much less have a teenage daughter.Ā
Gemma wanted to make Zuriās maturing into a teen one to remember (she is, after all, Gemmaās first child). Eddie and Gemma had spent ages trying to pick out the perfect gift, thumbing through magazine articles and clicking on websites that boasted they hadĀ ā10 perfect gifts for your teenagerā. But nothing felt right, like it was meant to be opened and adored by their pride and joy. And then they walked into an antique store, and thereĀ it was.
Gemma: āHon, your dad and I hope you like it. Youāre such a unique and beautiful person, and we wanted your birthday present to represent that.ā
She handed a delicately wrapped gift box to Zuri, whose smile seemed to be glowing from happiness and a little bit of sweat from the afternoon of celebration.Ā
Zuri: āOh, momma. Iām sure whatever you picked out is perfect. Donāt doubt yourself so much!ā
Zuri began to carefully untangle the bow and moved her fingers along the taped seams until the present was revealed. A tan, leather bound book sat on the kitchen table, enticing Zuri as she examined it.
Eddie: āItās a journal. We found it in that new antique store you said you wanted to check out.āĀ
Gemma: āWe figured that since you were into history and artifacts, you could write your own autobiography! Or, you know, your teenage crushes.āĀ
Zuri breaks into a grin and hugs the journal to her chest.
Zuri: āOh, guys, I love it! Now I can record my findings when I discover a new rock or something. And when Iām famous, I wonāt even need to write out my teenage years, itāll all be written down!ā
Gemma beams, watching her baby (not so much a baby anymore) with excitement in her eyes.
Gemma: āIām glad you like it, baby. Your dad and I love you very much and just want you to know that.āĀ
Zuri: āI know, momma. I know.āĀ
Gemma stands and looks at Zuri, hunched over her new journal and writing away.Ā
Gemma:Ā āHey honey, I hate to stop your thought but Cason really really wants you to read him a bedtime story.ā
Zuri looks up, fixing her glasses. She blinks a couple of times to adjust and smiles.
Zuri:Ā āItās okay, Mom. Tell him Iāll be right there.ā
Cecilia: On one condition.Ā
Gemma: Anything!
Cecilia: You let me move in here, and buy me food that Iām craving, and Iāll carry my niece for you.Ā
Lexie grins-
Lexie: Huh, that sounds a little weird.
The three sisters start cracking up, and Gemma starts to feel better about the whole ordeal.
Gemma: Thank you, Cece. I donāt know what I would do without you guys.Ā
Dr. Hedrick: Iām calling about your test results. Most of the blood work came back normal, however I have examined the notes from the exam I gave you and found some abnormalities. In order to become pregnant, the fertilized egg must implant itself on your uterine lining, otherwise it will not mature into an embryo. From the tests Iāve concluded that in your uterus, the eggs are unlikely to implant themselves, which prevents you from becoming pregnant.Ā
Gemma: That... that doesnāt sound good.Ā
Hearing the crack in Gemmaās voice, Dr. Hedrick begins to speak in a more soothing tone-
Dr. Hedrick: Of course, there are different things you can try to combat this problem. We can prescribe hormones, you can try in-vitro fertilization, or you can just keep trying. Unfortunately, it seems very unlikely that you will become pregnant in the future. Iām really sorry to deliver this news to you. Itās my least favorite part of my job.Ā
Gemma: T-thank you for all your help. I... I need to go talk to my husband. Goodbye.Ā
Dr. Hedrick: Good luck.Ā

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???: Gemma, is it?
Gemma: Yes, Gemma Asher. And this is my husband, Eddie.Ā
Dr. Hedrick: Hi there, Iām Dr. Jodi Hedrick and Iāll be your consultant for this process.Ā
She leads Gemma to the exam bed and hands her a clipboard with forms attached-
Dr. Hedrick: If you could please fill out those forms while I have a chat with you, that would be great.
Gemma glances down at the packet of papers and pulls out a pen. The questions ranged fromĀ āhave you been pregnant before?ā toĀ āare there any genetic traits you have inherited that may affect your fertilityā. She sighed and started answeringĀ
Dr. Hedrick: Weāll take a look at your answers to those questions as well as the blood work Iām about to take and let you know the results in about a week. You may also need to visit a specialist depending on the results, but Iāll spare you the extra doctors visit and perform the full physical today. Donāt you worry, Iāll do whatever I can to help you and your husband through your conceiving issues.
Gemma: Thank you.
Gemma: Guess what?
Eddie: What?Ā
Gemma: Letās have another kid! YOLO am I right?Ā
Eddie: !!!
Gemma: So, tell me again why youāre severely burnt and at your honorary granddaughterās birthday?Ā
Bob: Ummm, I didnāt feel like paying for a hospital??? Besides, how much damage could the oven possibly have done to me?
Gemma: A lot, it looks like!
Bob: Nah, Iām fine
Gemma: Whatever you say, Bob