Who are they and what did they say?
My Resident MILF (RM) and it's time.
A busty blonde MILF came in.
She was dressed nicely in a blue, flowery dress.
"Are you ready," she asked me succinctly, "It's time."
The memories came flooding into me of this new reality that I created.
In this City, population counts are down and MILFs are in high demand.
You see, when you have a child, your fertility rate goes up.
You also stay fertile and viable way longer than before.
All of the guys on the Floor work with the Resident MILF (RM) to knock her up.
When she's pregnant, a new one will take over.
"Um...yes," I said, acting like it all made sense.
"Good. Let's go to my Room."
We exited my room and went down the hall.
Halfway down, she stopped and I looked back.
"To save time," she said, reaching back and stripping off her dress.

I took her dress and we continued.
I let her point out her Room to make things easier and we went inside.
She stripped me and got me hard.
She laid down on the bed, took her glasses off and I fucked her.

I was a bit nervous, but she was forgiving.
I made her cum once and then came inside her.
No afterglow, as she popped a pill and put on her panties.
"See you in 2 days- unless we both get lucky."
My memories updated to know that if you got the MILF pregnant, there was a nice payout.
I got dressed and thought about this new reality I created for myself.
Who did I talk to?
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