Don't Say Anything, Just Worship Me As Your Goddess

Helen could feel them, it was like she could picture the sperm packed inside her womb searching for her precious egg. Her whole body was sore but at the same time alive and she could still smell the semen that had been pumped into her body by her son’s cock.  They had just gotten back from a 3 day weekend at Jocasta Resorts, where Helen became her son’s personal baby making machine. The cum that her son had packed so tight into her womb finally began to drip out of her pussy.

I want to show you how pink it is on my OF 💕

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