Babies And Alex

Babies Love Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

“Yes Mommy, I know you need to do this to me. But I don’t think my last Mommy did this to me!” I laughed as the words fell out of my silly baby’s mouth. Occasionally I forget why my babies are that; babies. No critical thought, just need a mother’s touch to push them along. And push them along, I do. Sometimes training a baby to listen to their mother without fear can be hard, but it is essential. Aside from diaper changes, sometimes Mommies need their babies to do something more. I had my baby draped over my knee, plug easing into his bottom.

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clothes

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna sat her Sissy Slut Bob down. She said they needed to talk. She told him that he needed a new wardrobe. ‘’Gotta look the part baby, your clothes are tattered and torn’’. ‘’You’re right,’’ said Sissy Slut Bob, ‘’my clothes have gotten torn up and ripped from being such a good Sissy Slut for you. I could use some new outfits.’’ ‘’That’s right,’’ said Mommy Anna ‘’And you gotta look nice so you can go out there and make me lots of money!’’

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Oh, daddy! It has been so long since we have gotten to talk. But don’t you worry. I have been a very very naughty girl. So naughty I just know when I come back home that you are going to have to punish me real good. There are so many things that I have done while I have been away that my daddy wouldn’t approve of. I have had some very naughty sexy time with other daddies. Lol, I know I know I’m a bad bad girl. But you know I couldn’t help it.

You know that if your sweet teen slut doesn’t have cock every so often then the aching between my legs drives me crazy! I need to feel a daddy’s firm hand on my bottom with a nice hard spanking. Him grabbing my from my hips while he makes me beg for his big thick cock. Then of course the cream at the end. I did learn a few things at the sex-con though so don’t be too awful mad at me.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

I looked at them dangling from the garage ceiling by chain handcuffs as thoughts raced through my mind like a hurricane. Time for teaching lessons.  I put cock cages on each one as they squirmed trying to get undone. But I knew it would not happen. I lowered the first one to my level and put a ballgag in his mouth and a leash around his neck. I led him to my spreader table. His eyes opened wide as I strapped him in. I began to spread him as the other looked on. I smiled back giggled knowing they would also suffer in my wrath for revenge as I strapped on my 10-inch strapon.

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Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

You’ve always had a thing for feet, and have always wanted to feel what it’s like to be beneath them. You would pay whatever price, just to get a view. Lucky for you, I have an open schedule for you to drool over all the parts of my feet. This is the day you have been waiting for to give me wads of your cash just to worship my beautiful feet!

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

There will be newspapers scattered on the streets next week. Of course, the newsboy had to trip and spill his bag all over the main street, making the road look apocalyptic. None of that worries anybody, like any other normal day. But if you focus your eyes on the pages fluttering by in the wind, tearing away from their stapled spines, you may notice it. Black and white ink smearing all over doesn’t cover the portrait printed on page 3. MISSING: REWARD OFFERED. Your picture looks quite good, I must admit. They used the one your wife took at the banquet last May.

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Mommy Piddles Your Pants

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

D and I had a long morning of running errands and cleaning up from the weekend. It was midafternoon by the time he finally sat on the couch with a huff. I grinned as I straddled his lap, my hands planting against his pecs. A soft moan slipped from D as I ground the crotch of my little cotton shorts against the zipper of his jeans and leaned in to press my mouth to his softly. “I haven’t seen you go potty in a while,” I murmured against his lips.

His hands shifted on my hips, and I could tell he was getting anxious. My fingers moved down his belly to the waistline of his jeans, and I pulled the material up so I could peek inside. He was wearing his cartoon training pants instead of boxers. I moaned and looked up at him. “You aren’t gonna have an accident for Mommy, are you?”

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Tami had gotten a boo-boo on her knee. Mommy Anna ran to the park to pick Tami up and carry her baby back home. ‘’That’s it!’’ Said Mommy Anna, no more playing outside with the other babies in the neighborhood, you’re staying home with Mommy. Little did Tami know, that Mommy Anna was watching the whole time from the second-floor window. Watching and waiting for Tami to fall, as she knew it was only a matter of time.

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Hard Diaper Dick

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I see you, naughty boy. Acting as if Mommy wouldn’t catch you humping that swollen diaper dick against my leg. How does one little boy get to be so horny? Your soggy diaper looks wet. Is that what’s made you so stiff? Come on over here and stand between Mommy’s legs.

Let me rub the front of your pamper. How does that feel? It is so warm, and listen to those weak crinkles! It makes much better noises when you keep it dry, naughty boy. From the feel of things, you’ve been filling this poor diaper for hours. I bet the soft inside weighing against your penis has been driving you crazy and making those baby balls so full for mommy.

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Roasted

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Mr. X texted me that he was running out of leftovers and that it was time to find a new girl for our pantry stock.  I assured him that I’d had my eye on the perfect young woman and that I’d make sure she arrived at his house that night.  Mila proved to be the perfect easy victim for Mr. X and my most recent conquest.  I told her that I wanted to invite her over for dinner.  Being alone in a new city, she easily and eagerly agreed.  So, I picked her up at 5pm and drove her over to Mr. X’s place.

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