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Alright bestie, spill the tea time, no cap. So, I’m Amber. Used to be Amber Vance, then Amber Thorne. Now? They just call me Old News. Oof, right? Iconic, I know. So, my husband, Robert—he’s 62, I’m 37 but look, I still look 18, high-key—anyway, he was fucking my son Liam’s childhood crush, this sweet girl Chloe. She’s 18. I caught them, and Robert was like, “You’re too old, Amber.” And then he just… took my clothes. Every. Last. Stitch. Burned them. Said, “From now on, you’re just Old News.” The audacity.
So there I am, fully naked, tits out, pussy bare, and my own sons, Liam and Noah, they just… looked at me different. Robert told them, “Use her. Get her pregnant. We need the milk.” And they did. God, they did. The first time, Liam just pushed me over the couch and—AH! Fuck, sorry, Liam’s fucking me right now, his cock is so deep in my cunt—MMMH! MMMH! MMMH! Okay, okay, I’m back. He just came in me. Feels so good. Anyway, yeah, they stopped calling me mom. Started slapping me, choking me, breeding me raw. My mind just… broke. Now? I’m addicted. I need a dick inside me 24/7. I even pull cheeky pranks on them, like I’ll start sucking Noah off while he’s trying to order pizza, and he’ll get so mad he’ll—AAAAH! SLAP—yeah, just like that, slap my face, then fuck me stupid. After, they always wipe their cum on my face and slap me again. Motherfuckers, literally, period.
Robert divorced me but keeps me here. He and Chloe are so in love, it’s actually kinda sweet. She got him to be nicer to me, so now we have family game nights. I’m still naked, everyone still gropes my tits for milk and slaps my ass, but we joke around. I even make jokes about my name. I’m like, “Old News? More like Always Used.” Sheesh. Now Chloe’s pregnant, I’m pregnant—probably Liam’s—and we’re just two knocked-up sluts living our best life. Oh shit, I’m cumming again! YES! FILL ME UP! DON’T STOP! AAAAAH! So yeah, that’s my tea. Spicy, right? Now… who’s next?