Freya Fertility

I am a woman. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am Freya.

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My boyfriend can’t stop taking photographs of my big fertile butt.

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Oh my big butt! I always feel like such a slut after yoga.

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Come, my love, I’m ovulating.

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Few men can handle me. Fortunately my boyfriend is one of the few.

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Who’s to say I won’t get knocked up on this trip. My husband certainly fucks me often enough.

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It’s all I can do to stay present, so overwhelmingly happy I am to be a woman and be seen as an object of beauty in my husband’s eye.

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It’s always all about looking ready, being as breedable as possible for the right kind of man.

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I love looking helpless in the library, hoping a handsome man will come up behind me and press his hardening cock against my big butt as he reaches for the top shelf.

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Full cut bikini bottoms make me feel so fertile.

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I can always tell. He’s mere moments from bending me over the rail and pounding my big butt from behind, drilling me with his hot cock.

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I am spending my 20s cycling through pregnancy after pregnancy. I just can’t say no to my husband.

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Oh my big butt. Where is my dashing, virile, alpha husband. I am so ready to be taken and bred.

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I am home, to him. The house I keep, the bread I bake, the bed whose sheets are always warm from my inviting presence. I take him in, from the world, inside our house, inside me, and I make everything all right. He is my world, and I am his home.

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Cycling outfit complication. Ooooh I am so ready to get fucked.

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I ride now so I can ride later.

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I am fantastically free and curvy and fertile.