Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
Y’all know I love a good party, and I’ll use any event as an excuse to host one. Last Sunday, I planned a big NFL playoffs party at my house, with many friends expected to come over. It would be so big that I was anxious the morning of, running around trying to set up decorations and ensure all the finger food was prepared and ready to be served hot.
I was so busy running amuck that it took me so long to realize Baby Kevi wasn’t out of his crib by the time the doorbell rang. Cassey, Mary, and Taylor had come early to help me prepare everything, but Kevi wasn’t even up! I opened the door for the girls and told them to meet me in the TV room while I ran up to get Kevi. When I burst into his room, he was on his back in his crib, rubbing his wand over his soggy Huggies, and I sighed. “You STILL aren’t done yet?”
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“No,” He whimpered and looked up at me with a pouted lip. “Almost, though, Mommy.” I pushed down the side rail of his crib and snatched his wand.
“I don’t have time for this this morning. You’ll have to finish in the Living room on your tummy time mat.” He nodded like the good boy he is. Not realizing company was already over. He crawled behind me back downstairs, where I laid out his tummy time mat and rolled my eyes at my friends. “Boys, right?” They giggled, watching my grown husband-turned-cuckie baby settle on the wand and begin to hump it. “Kevi’s been having such a hard time making stickies in his Huggies. I really think it’s ‘cus he uses that wand so much!” The girls giggled, and Cassey teased Kevi by Jiggling her massive tits in his face.
“Maybe he just needs to breastfeed while he tries. That always motivated my boy.” Kevi’s eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly.
“Ugh, whatever, just hurry up. Everyone else will be here soon.”
Cassey sat back and patted her lap before pulling down her blouse and the cups of her bra. Taylor pointed as Kevi stood and hollered, “Look how saggy his Huggies are. He probably can’t feel the wand through all that wetness! That’s the problem.”
“I’m not wasting a perfectly good, dry Huggie just so he can cum in it,” I called back from the kitchen as I mixed the brisket queso. The girls burst into laughter again and I heard Cassey cooing to Kevi and instructing him to suckle. By his little gasping groans, I could tell he’d be finished soon, and we could change him into something dry for the party!
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