I’m a breeding whore mommy and damn proud of it. Every night I leave my bratty whores with random men, put on something that barely covers my milk-heavy tits, and find myself some cock. Fresh, hard, anonymous cock. The kind that doesn’t ask questions and doesn’t pull out. The kind that fills me up like the cum dump that I am! My pussy stays wet and open for a reason. I need it filled deep, messy, and often so I can keep getting knocked up. One load after another. I don’t care whose it is. Strangers in alleyways, guys from the bar, married men who swear they’ll only fuck me once, then come back three nights later with the same hungry look. I take them all. Bent over a car, on my knees in a bathroom stall, riding them in the backseat while my belly presses against their stomach. Make me moan like the dirty breeding slut I am and beg them to breed me. When they finally pump me full, I clench and hold it in my mommy cunt. I go home leaking, smiling, already picturing the next positive test. I’ve got a house full of bratty sluts and horny old men, and I’m nowhere near done. My body was made for this young breeding whore, fertile, constantly ready to swell again. Stretch marks, milk-stained bras, a permanently puffy cunt that never stays empty for long.
People call me a whore. They’re right. I’m a breeding whore mommy who goes out every single night to get her pussy flooded so she can keep spitting out kid after kid. And I fucking love it.
