Hi, perverts—it’s your favorite mommy, Polly, with a sinister bedtime tale.
Being a mommy is a blast—naked snuggles and all. But tonight, a surprise visitor.
My curious cutie crept into my bed, his eyes wide with fright. A nightmare, a menace to his rest.
But mommy’s here, naked and ready—a soothing presence. His little peckers stood at attention, so adorable.
I swept him into my arms, an innocent babe. But his gaze dropped to my bare breasts, his jaw agape.
Mommy’s treat: a proper education. Porn’s on the TV, an early lesson.
“Mommy, why’s she doing that?” Oh, the questions! Time for a hands-on demo.
I grab his tiny wand, stroking, inducing moans. His eyes roll back, a heavenly sight.
My cunt’s craving attention, so I rub, teaching him mommy’s needs. On hands and knees, I plead,
“Hold mommy’s tits, sweetie.” His touch, a heavenly sensation. I descend, sucked him off, a divine sensation.
His pre-cum, a tasty treat, as I deep throat his innocence. A moan escapes his lips, “Oh, mommy!”
I cradle him, ass up, and impale myself—his tiny rod, a power rush. Each thrust, a motherly blessing.
“That’s right, mommy’s good boy! Fuck me like a man!” He pounds my hungry cunt, an angelic force.
His screams of pleasure, music to my ears—a job well done. No nightmares tonight, just dreamy ecstasy.
A snuggly treat, a wicked grins—mommy’s work, done right!
Sweet dreams, my loves.