Women are just fucking weird! I don’t think there’s even one man reading this who disagrees! Whereasminds operate logically most of the time,minds are the very embodiment of Brownian MotionRandom, Fickle, their decisions usually making NO sense whatsoever!

But I digress.

We all remember the Fox Flu in 2031: Every male on the planet caught it, and every male on the planet survived! Of course, the bitch of it all was that it left 94% of us sterile! Sure, we could still get ’em up, still fuck the cunts, and still shoot our hot, creamy wads wherever we wanted, women having been stripped of all rights (including the right to reject male desires).

Problem was, most of us were shooting liquid blanks.

It wasn’t surprising that women of c***d-bearing age began advertising for—and paying big bucks to—the 6% of guys who still had “Baby Formula,” as it came to be known, residing in their balls. My 20-year-old son Prager was one of those guys, and had earned more than enough money in the first four months ALONE so I could retire early!

What was surprising were the number of post-menopausal women who also wanted stud service. Turns out my wife Doreen was one of them!

I came home from a few rounds of golf with my new “friends” whose club I was now rich enough to join. It was around sunset when I entered the house, grabbed a beer out of the fridge, and proceeded to the master bedroom, and opened the door.

What I saw damn near made me drop the beer! MY WIFE was lying naked on the bed, on her back, legs raised and spread wide, getting piston-fucked by my son! She didn’t even seem to be aware of my presence as she gasped, moaned, and begged for her first-born to bang her harder, degrade her, put her in her place like the fucking slut she was! Prager had no trouble complying, quickening his in-and-out violation of her audibly-squelching slit! She gazed up adoringly, worshipfully, at the stud who was now in absolute control of her subjugated body.

Her shoulder-length black hair was stuck to the sheets, matted with the sweat of pure lust. Prager slapped his mother’s face hard, back-and-forth, as he growled that she was a worthless whore, like all women, useful only as a receptacle for our cocks, our use, and the contents of our balls. She meekly agreed and begged for his cum!

“P-please,” she implored him timidly, sounding like a ten-year-old girl which she hadn’t been in 35 years, “please p-pput your load in my cunt!”

He readily complied, howling like a demon from Hell r****g a virgin Catholic schoolgirl. Doreen responded with her own screams of powerless joy as each load of Prager’s total conquest over his mother’s humiliated body and spirit penetrated deeply into her drainage ditch. “Now, ‘mom,’ you fucking cheap slut, you lay there as my jizz oozes out of you, and go to sleep in the sticky pool it creates.