Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254

Baby Riley gets a spanking and a new diaper was task number 1 on Mommy Vivian’s new to-do. She didn’t want to do it. She had to do it. You see, Baby Riley told a fib and as we all know, naughty babies get punished. What was the fib? I’m glad you asked!

Earlier that day, Babysitter Kayla was over while Mommy Vivian went grocery shopping. Mommy Vivian caught them playing. Except they weren’t playing with blocks, or cars, or dinosaurs she thought. They were playing with each other!

At first, Mommy Vivian didn’t know what to do. Her BabyBoy is growing up. Maybe she should not say anything about what she saw? He seemed to be having fun and that’s the important thing. She thought about it long and hard and decided that’s what she would do for now. That is, until Mommy Vivian asked Baby Ry-guy how he liked his new babysitter. Baby Riley decided to look Mommy Vivian right in the eye and say that she was okay but that Babysitter Kayla was boring and next time he wanted to try the girl next door. Continue reading “Baby Riley Gets A Spanking And A New Diaper”

Accomplice Kayla Serves Up Slutty Zoey

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Everyone thinks Zoey is so sweet and innocent. With that soft, princess-like voice and alluring giggle, she ISN’T! She gets away with everything because people believe she is so naive; meanwhile, I stay in trouble for being the “bag girl.” Well, I planned to show one boy in particular just how BAD Zoey can be.

My brother, Jeff, always says, “Be more like Zoey, Kayla.” “Why can’t you just be a good girl like Zoey?” The truth is, Zoey and I are already so alike. She hides it better. I asked her to come over this weekend while our parents were gone. Unsurprisingly, she came over dressed like a little slut, and I took her upstairs to Jeff’s room. Accomplice Kayla was going to serve Slutty Zoey to her brother on a silver platter, and then we’ll see who he thinks should be like who!

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Buba's

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Ever since always, I’ve been Buba’s favorite girl. As my older brother, he’s always said he’d protect me and keep me safe. But, now that fall has rumbled through the south, a big old storm parked over our house last night. Usually, the rain soothes me to sleep, but the thunder was relentless, and the lightning kept my room lit up like the lights were on.

I couldn’t sleep and knew Momma and Daddy wouldn’t like it if I crept into their room, so I snuck into Buba’s room instead.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The world of pageants has always been fun. Competing has always been fun for me, throughout my whole life.

When I was younger, I wore the most amazing glittery dresses with delightful tutus on them. The colours were enjoyable and vibrant and I looked good in all of them. Pink was one of my favourites to compete in, as I grew up, I loved red.

Daddy always loved to help me get ready for my pageants. He still does.

Normally, when I compete, I win. However, that can never be counted on. That’s why I always make sure I do a great job of the private interview portion. If you know what I mean.

January 2024, I am competing in Miss Grand International. Of course, I want that Golden Crown.

Daddy wanted to help me get ready.

We had just had sex, and I was feeling so good.

Getting out of bed, I decided to model my outfits for Daddy.

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Babysitter Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I had such a treat the other night. It was Babysitter Miqala Stinky Diaper Time. I love playing with my sweet little baby boy when his Mommy asks me to babysit. He’s a dirty one. His diapers are so messy that I have to give him a minimum of two diaper changes during our playtime!

I wear gloves and a mask to change him since his butt-nugget attacks are so messy! Despite being the dirtiest baby I’ve ever met, he is also the sweetest. So I don’t mind changing his smelly diapers!

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

My favorite uncle is visiting! Now, what’s better than family bonding? Not much really, is probably the best answer. If you’re like me, these are the moments in life that I like to slow down for, and be in the moment with. Every minute counts during these adventures. I remember in my younger years, it was just such a fun time when we all got together and did something like camping. Even family dinners were some of our best times to get together, laugh, run around, and well, the other non-mentionables.

We all got older, and have our own stuff going on now; we made our own family’s and have such little time. Still, there’s no excuse. You have to make time for family. So my favorite Uncle calls me up, and I was so excited just to hear his voice. He mentioned he would be in town and wanted to have dinner. I was so excited I could almost feel my pussy tingling with joy! You know it’s got a mind of its own. Remember when I said non-mentionables? Yeah, we’ll get into that in a minute here. Oh what extra curricular fun we had back in those days.

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Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Amy John is my best friend in the world; every year after Christmas, her family takes a tropical vacation. Just to start the new year off right, I guess. I wouldn’t know, when you own a farm you can’t really get away. Lots of critters depend on you for food and cleaning, so I’d never really been able to get away like that.

Amy said it was a terrible shame I’d never been on a real vacation before, and she asked her folks and mine if I could go with them this year. They said yes! I was so excited to go on vacation with the Johns until I realized just how much it would cost me.

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panettone

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna was having guests over and she sent little Ronnie to the store to bring back a pannetone. She laid out her special doilies, with espresso and cookies, and her pannetone was going to be the star of the dining table. Ronnie rode his bike to the store, but when he got there, he got distracted from the lineups, noises, crying babies and elderly ladies haggling at the deli, he grabbed the first pannetone he saw, paid for it with the money mommy gave him and out the door of the bakery he went as the bells and chimes of the door jingled with it shut.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Oh how I love mentally sifting through memories from way back in the day. I remember those fun days where we would all do something really exciting as a family. By the end of the day we were so spent, and were running on fumes. But the one thing that always sticks out now that I’m older is how we would bond, different from other family’s. But Tessa’s family kisses were so unique, in their own distorted dysfunctional way. I didn’t know this though, until years later.

Mommy and daddy would kiss us before we went to bed. She would lay us down. Sometimes we would play like we were sleeping under the stars, and brother and I would camp out. She would kiss us good night and daddy too. Those kisses paved the way into our later lives.

The first thing she would teach me was to gently stick out my tongue, and barely touch hers. Then we would massage them together for a little bit. Daddy would do the same thing with us. And then brother and I would do it too with each other. And that would be part of the way we sometimes showed one another love and affection.

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Service Provider

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I’ve always been the type of girl to swoon for a man in uniform. I grew up around the Military and knew the cost of their sacrifice. From a very young age, I knew I wanted to help in my own small way. Giving back to those who give the most, you know?

I must say, I think I’ve been able to provide that a little bit better than I could have ever hoped. Recently, I got a call from a soldier I’d never met before. He told me someone on base gave him my name and phone number! Can you imagine my excitement over this mystery? Have I, little ole me, been a good enough service provider for someone to take something so private and intimate as calling a phonesex line and share it with someone else?! Color me Flattered, and I am aching to thank that person. Was it you?

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