freyafertility

[freyafertility]

I try to look professional, but the cockslut in me can’t help but look sexy, too.

[freyafertility]

Wandering away from the reception, in search of cock.

[freyafertility]

I somehow always look so ripe, so fertile, so ready to be bred like a whore.

[freyafertility]

Trying not to spread my legs too much, after my husband caught me just before we left, ripped off my panties, fucked me hard and deep, and pulled me to the car, his cum running down my thigh.

[freyafertility]

Nearly every one of my husband’s photos from our most recent holiday is of me and my big butt.

[freyafertility]

I can’t help but feel fuckable today. I must be ovulating. My panties are so wet, my pussy so achy for cock.

[freyafertility]

Schoolgirl chic, with a dash of cocklust.

[freyafertility]

I am a big butt slut, ready for my breeding.

[freyafertility]

Ready for a night out, feeling so stylish, and then the next morning, my big butt aching for cock.

[freyafertility]

He’s walking behind me again, isn’t he?

[freyafertility]

Sometimes I imagine I’m nothing more than his fantasy, and then try so hard to play the part.

[freyafertility]

This dress is probably as modest as it got, on our last trip to Paris. And of course I still got fucked nice and hard in it.

[freyafertility]

I dress to seduce. I want my man’s cock drooling with precum when he sees me.

[freyafertility]

I just can’t decide. A quickie back at the hotel before lunch, or more shopping.

[freyafertility]

My husband says this looks like lingerie, not a bikini. Yes, I replied, exactly.

[freyafertility]

I can’t get over how much this skirt shows off my big butt. I thought I was being modest!

[freyafertility]

There is not anything I would not give up to be a woman living late in the second half of the nineteenth century.