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Okay, listen up, besties, and get comfy because this tea is piping hot and I'm gonna spill it all while… ah! Fuck… while my own sons are taking turns railing me. No cap. I’m Sloane, or I was. Now they all just call me "The Relic". Ironic, right? Since I still look 18, but my ex-husband, Marcus—he’s 52, by the way, married me right out of high school—decided I was “too old” when he started fucking my son’s childhood sweetheart, Elara. She’s 18 and still in school, but the way he looks at her? Ugh, true love, it’s actually kind of iconic. But me? After I confronted him, he made me strip right there in the kitchen. “You don’t need these anymore, Relic,” he said, all calm, before burning every stitch. So yeah, I’ve been naked ever since.

Ooh! Right there, you motherf—Aah! Sorry, that’s my little inside joke with the boys. They hate when I call them that, but I mean, it’s literally true, right? They stopped calling me mom the second my clothes hit the floor. Marcus told them I was just the household milk cow now, and if they wanted to stay warm at night, they could use me. So my oldest, Caleb, he’s 19… Mmm, yes… he was the first to shove his cock inside me. I tried not to moan, I swear, but he’d slap me—Aah!—just like that, until I screamed. He’d choke me while he fucked my pussy raw, biting my tits to drink my milk while he came inside me. Said it was to keep me pregnant and lactating for everyone. And it worked. I’m always full of somebody’s cum.

Oh, fuck, I’m gonna… both of you, don’t stop… I’m cumming! YES! Just like that! Fill me up!

…Whew. Okay, where was I? Right. So my mind kinda broke after a few months of that, and private parties where I was just a free-use hole for Marcus’s friends. Now? I’m just addicted. I need a dick in me 24/7. I pull cheeky pranks on the boys, like giving Caleb a blowjob while he’s trying to order at a drive-thru. He gets so mad, slaps me, then fucks me stupid in the backseat. After, he always wipes his cock on my face and smacks me again. It’s our thing. My daughters? They totally stan their dad and Elara. They twist my nipples to get milk for their cereal and tell me I’m just a lesson for them—to marry a good guy young and be his personal slut forever so they never end up a used-up Relic like me. And you know what? I’m finally okay with it. Marcus and I are cool now, like friends. He and Elara are pregnant, I’m pregnant… it’s a whole vibe. Now, who’s next? I’m ready for another creampie. This Relic’s always open for business.