Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

Even when I babysit, I always sleep naked. I just can’t get comfortable to sleep if I’m twisted up in anything other than the sheets. Little Travie had been down for a good while when I decided to get undressed and climb into his parent’s bed. They would be out for the night; I didn’t see any harm in enjoying the king-sized bed all to myself instead of the bumpy day bed in their guest room.

I rolled to his Dad’s side and inhaled his pillow. God, the man smelled so good. I closed my eyes and then ground my bald little pussy into the sheets where he lays down every night as thoughts of his smile danced through my head. He’d never made a move on me, but every time I saw him, I wished that he would. Lost in the fantasy, I didn’t hear Travie come in until he was beside the bed. I pulled the sheets to my naked full breast. “What’s wrong, honey?” I tried to play it off like I hadn’t just been humping his Dad’s side of the bed. “Was it a nightmare?”

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You better behave for Mommy, Naughty boy won't eat brussels sprouts

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy had organized a beautiful Thanksgiving dinner and invited family over. She set the table, made sure the center piece was just right, and decorated the entire home so festively. She had planned this for weeks on end and made sure every last detail was perfect.

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Family Traditions

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Some people really look forward to the holiday season because of their family traditions. Mine are a little, unusual and I wouldn’t say I look forward to them. See, every Thanksgiving and Christmas, my whole family gets together, and we, of course, enjoy a big meal, but after that, they enjoy me.

My Mommy takes me upstairs while everyone enjoys pies and puddings. She bathes me carefully, brushing my hair and scrubbing every inch of my body until I’m perfectly presentable. Next, she dresses me up in her lingerie, it’s a little silly since I’m so small, and it doesn’t fit me correctly, but she says that’s what they like.

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Babysitters Aren't Just For Babies

Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

Babysitters aren’t just for babies. Or toddlers or teens. I know what you’re thinking. “Yes, Val, that’s the point.” However, you’d be wrong if you thought like that.

Babysitters like me are also for the Daddies. Typically, by the time I’m hired, he’s so sex-starved that just breathing in his direction could make him cum in his pants. I give him much more than that, though, I promise you.

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I love being a Mean Teen Redheaded Brat. Everyone tells me I’m supposed to be all sugar and spice and everything nice, but where’s the fun in that? So don’t be surprised when I burst out laughing when you show me that pathetic dick of yours. I bet it’s small and useless. And I bet it’s never brought a lady like me any pleasure at all. I might smack it in disgust. Then I’ll let you tell me what you desire, just so I can use it to manipulate you.

Oh yeah, I am a manipulative bratty teen, so don’t expect too much consideration, never mind respect lol. I will coo and whisper sweet nothings into your ear to get what I want, but then I’ll laugh at you for being so damn gullible. I’m just a teen and you’re a grown man, an adult, but you are so weak and pathetic before me.

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Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

Sometimes, I like to be bad. Like, really bad. I want to do things that are so bad no one would admit those fantasies in public. Dirty Age-play with Accomplice is one of my favorite fantasies. You know what I mean. You and I are going to do something nasty to a little one. A young (you decide the age) girl, or hell, even a boy, virginal, innocent, and such a delicate body. Virginity that needs to be broken, innocent that needs to be ruined, and a delicate body that’ll never forget what we have done. Think of the shame and humiliation we’ll leave behind. Taking such a delicate, innocent virgin and turning them into a dirty obedient whore, perhaps. What will we do?

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Tessa (1-844-332-2639) ext. 445

When I was younger, I always knew, I don’t even know how I knew, but I knew that I was daddy’s girl. He only took me to certain places, and did certain fun activities with me; no one else. He would come home from a hard day’s work, and bring me a cupcake, and he always knew what flavor was my favorite; strawberry cupcake with chocolate frosting. Yum.
Sometimes he would sit me on his lap, and put his arms around me with such warmth, bouncing me up and down on his knee… like I said I was his favorite. He didn’t do this with anyone else.

Fast forward to now, and guess what? I’m still daddy’s favorite. The other day he came over to say hi. We had lunch. I thought it would be fun to take a trip down memory lane, both of us, so I wore a super cute short skirt outfit, some stockings, and Mary Jane shoes.  The look in his eyes when I answered the door was priceless. It was like I was young Tessa all over again. I looked up at him, and could just tell how happy and excited he was.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Have you met my little toy? He’s really the cutest thing. Dennis chose to be shrunken down to the size of an action figure, and my family adopted him. Together, we all take care of him and love him like a pet. He’s always getting into trouble and finding himself in messes she shouldn’t be in.

Like how last night, I was cooking dinner, and Dennis was playing on the counter. He climbed into the bag of shredded cheese and tossed out little bits of cheese to help make the cheesy garlic bread. Of course, this isn’t really the help I would have asked him for, but he just takes initiative and tries on his own. I had to fish him out of the cheese bag and dust his little body off.

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Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290

I’ve heard from a few site dwellers that they’ve noticed me playing peekaboo with my body; keeping it hidden and under wraps. Today I’m here to tell you all about Ariel. What she likes, what she doesn’t like and what to expect from a session with her. I have absolutely no desire to engage in anything to do with forced play; either being forced or me forcing. Zero tolerance to violence against me in the sense of no slapping my face or spitting on me. Will not humiliate or degrade anyone, that includes sissification, and do not want to be humiliated or degraded.

Age play is off the table for me. I’ve done some older teenage chats but even that is few and far between. Please no animal discussion or talk of too many libations and what comes after. Anything to do with scat, water sports, aunt-flo or pads you can count me out. I refuse to be a Mommy figure or babysitter who changes diapers. There is no judgement from me, please don’t think that because I don’t engage I don’t appreciate or understand. Your kink chooses you, you don’t choose your kink. I know there are plenty of no holds barred ladies here ready to please you in all of the above ways I’m not willing to; please direct your needs for any of the above towards them. This may seem daunting and like if none of this is on the table then what is? Keep reading below to find out what actually gets me going and what kind of calls I’m into doing. 😉

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Before sunday dinner

Kayla 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Meeting a man’s family for the first time is always so nerve-wracking. The guy I’m seeing how his family has this tradition of going to Mass together every Sunday, and then they rotate who will host Dinner each week. Considering it was my boyfriend’s turn this week, he invited me not only to Dinner but to attend Mass with his family as well. Talk about sweating like a whore in church!

I made it through, though, unscathed! Everyone followed us back to his house, and he told everyone to relax. We were just going to change out of our Sunday best and be right back down to cook the meal for everyone. I was nervous, to say the least, but when we skipped up the steps and into his bedroom, something came over me. I watched him undo his belt, and I pushed him into the bathroom to kiss him deeply.

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