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# Broodmare

Okay, so like... I know you're all wondering how I ended up here, FULLY naked, serving drinks at a family gathering while my own son's bestie is taking a swig of my breast milk straight from the nip— OOH —sorry, someone just twisted the other one really hard, no cap—and my daughters are literally watching me get felt up like I'm a piece of meat.

So the tea is piping hot, bestie. Picture this: I was a former child model, seriously, I looked 18 at 37, I was that hot AF housewife. My husband, Richard Blackwood—yeah, that Richard—he was sixty but had this GQ drip. I spent YEARS playing Cupid, low-key scheming to get my oldest son—

AAH! —sorry, sorry, that was one of my sons just sinking his teeth into my nipple while his buddy pawed at my pussy OOF. Anyway... I was trying to get my son, Michael Blackwood, and this girl we all grew up with, Clara Vance, together. I'd be driving my four-seat sports car like a menace in high-heeled sandals so Michael and Clara would fall into each other on the sharp turns...

But one day at a gala—Michael had organized this whole date for Clara after one of my schemes—Richard told me he's lookin' at Clara and he just... he fell for her, bro. Like seeing a teenager? Calling her his kid, his brat sayin' WOMYN HIS AGE WERE BASIC finished MILK.

Ich confessed kinda after she MOVED Into minrom two second after MIL all remove dip from ya ankles—every TIME she me haoo

Mmm Mmm Mmm—haha sorry, had na mow to fix a B to a whole sinu mek brotha done cracked cheek aaaAAAIEE yeah okay so noa MIL is wearing loal bodsy formina by her baby sex dummy li—big le oh,

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