Hello, my salacious friends, let me unravel a tale of epic deception—a XXX tragedy starring yours truly, Polly, the filthy wife.
Married life can be bland, so when my husband’s friends came into play, I couldn’t resist the temptation. I became their personal cumdumpster, a breeding ground for their toxic seeds. They called me Polly Breeding, the neighborhood whore, and I wore the title with “pride.” My husband was clueless, a naïve little bitch, while I enjoyed the company of his buddies. They’d sneak into my bed while he worked overtime, their rough hands all over my body, treating me like the slut I yearned to be.
Their cocks were like tridents, piercing my soaked cunt, filling me with a sensation only a true whore could understand. But little did I know, these bastards had a plan—a sinister plot to impregnate the willing wife. And I, like a mindless whore, played right into their hands. Each cock was a potential father, and the thought sent shivers down my spine. Their cum dripped from my chin as I begged for more, a desperate slave to their dominance. And when they came, it was like an eruption of sticky bliss. They used me like a human incubator, leaving their essence deep within. As their tool finally left my aching body, I knew I’d been had. But the thrill of it all left me yearning for more. I was addicted to their seed, a pathetic mess.
My husband never found out, but I carried their secrets—a whore’s burden, a XXX tragedy.
Polly’s tears of shame run endless.
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