Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
My boyfriend lay in my arms on our bed, his cock gently being stroked by my hand as he suckled away at my breasts. He blinked those sweet baby blues up at me, and my other hand traced his jaw. I loved watching the way his jaw worked as he latched on. It was our first time regressing him, and he was taking to it like a pro.
He trusted me enough to cuddle in against my warm body and inhale my perfume as I edged his cock. The more I stroked him, the more he started to squirm. Kayla, I want to cum.” He pleaded between kisses against my breasts. Cooed down at him and pinched his cheek.
“Isn’t that cute?” I let go of his cock and folded his diaper over his cock to close the tabs tightly. “But Baby Davey doesn’t always get what he wants.”
Baby Davey Doesn’t Always
Get What He Wants
“Wha-what?” His big eyes got bigger, and he tried to sit up. Gently, I pulled his shoulders back against me and tsks him with the clicking of my tongue.
“Now, now, you don’t want mommy to feel uneven, do you, Davey? You can’t go anywhere till you’ve sucked on my left breast now.” He made small mewling sounds as I shifted him to the other side and pulled out my other breasts. I rubbed the pointed peak against his lips, and his eyes fluttered closed. Once he was latched on, I praised him by squeezing and rubbing the front of his diaper over his hard-on.
Poor, needy Davey began humping Mommy Kayla’s hand, and I placed little baby kisses across his forehead. Not rubbing enough to give him the release he needed. “Shh, shh.” I hushed him as he begged Mommy for permission to make cummies.
“Please, Kayla, stroke me. I’m so close. lease.”
“Go ahead.” I purred gently. Not moving my tracing fingers any faster or firmer.
“Take me out of this diaper. Stroke me, Kayla.” He was all flustered. I shook my head and smiled down at him.
“It’s Mommy. Not Kayla, and I’m not going to take you out. You can either make cummies in your diaper like a good boy for Mommy, or you can be blue balled when my hand gets tired of rubbing your diaper. You’re choice, baby Davey.”
“Mommmyyyyyyyy!”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357