Long-Term Mommy

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Are you an adult baby that’s looking for a long-term mommy for some ABDL fun? Because I love nurturing and loving on all of you little babies and I currently need some new ones for my nursery.

I know that every ABDL is a little bit different, so I’ll make sure to ask you what you need from mommy before we get too far into our call. I want you to be happy with the fun we have when you call me. So, I need to hear all about what you’re craving.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s that time of year again! Princess Kayla loves to make each and every birthday super memorable! Of course, I have no idea what’s in store for me this year as the special day approaches, but I wanted to share one of my favorite birthday memories.

It was my sweetest birthday—such a fantastic day for most girls. You finally feel like a real woman. Old enough to drive and smart enough to drive men wild. I was working at a small family dinner where regulars lined the counters nightly.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The big feast is over, and there’s so much leftover. Meats and pies. Cookies and cakes. Breads in all different flavors, these people go all out and cook way too much! The family is still hanging around with no motivation to drive themselves back home anytime soon. It’s so hard to find time to fuck with so many people in the house, but I’m such a horny girl that I’m determined to carve out some leftover fucking time! I think the best time to do the deed would be when everyone piles into the car to go Black Friday shopping.

We can say we want to stay behind to help organize the leftovers and make turkey sandwiches for everyone when they return from a full day of shopping for steals and deals.

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the pot

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Mommy Anna was busy all-day cooking in the kitchen for Thanksgiving. She had sent Daddy Ron out to get a few last-minute ingredients. Mommy Anna planned it just right because she was expecting her lover to call.

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orgy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The invitation arrived via a text message that simply read: “My place in the woods, massive shower. Five slots open. Thoughts?” I showed the message to Rita, who was admiring how cute the penis cookies she had just baked turned out. Rita didn’t even look up from her phone. “Julian’s place. Tonight. All of us. He wants a sexy shower,” she said with a smile as she handed a BBC cookie to Kayla.

Francie, stretching her legs and arching her back on the plush carpet, sighed dreamily. “Oh, sweet Julian. He’s always so ambitious. Obviously we’re going. But Kayla, you drive. I refuse to get pine needles in my new Mercedes.” Kayla laughed and rolled her eyes as I replied to Julian’s text with a “See you there!” and five wink emojis. One from each of us.

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Jerk Off Lesson

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I know you guys think you don’t need a jerk off lesson, but do you know how to do it from a women’s perspective? I recently needed to give some JOI (Jerk Off Instructions) to one of my shy friends. He is really sweet and so hot but he’s way too scared when it comes to girls.

You see, he’s from a very religious family and was always told that even jerking off is a no-no. Because of that he doesn’t even know how to do it properly. Hence, the need for the jerk off lesson. I had to break in this little virgin, for his own good.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My older brother has some super hot friends.  They definitely get my attention and my juices flowing whenever they come over.  My brother caught me looking at his friends lustfully.  He pulled me aside and told me to keep my hands to myself.  I smirked at him and told him his friends might like to know his sister was a naughty, horny little slut.  He told me that I might want them to know, but he certainly didn’t.  However, one of his incredibly hot and sexy friends began to eye me back.  So, of course, I had to take advantage of the opportunity for some older cock.

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panties

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Miss Anna was getting ready to go out on the town, but she liked to match her panties to her outfits and accessories. She began searching the house looking for a particular pair: they were two toned, lace and caged at the back, perfect for the cheeks.

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diaper boy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I still remember the day I met Mark. Tall, dark, and diaper-clad. His pants were noticeably puffy in the crotch, and a wry smile played on his face as he introduced himself. As we struck up a conversation, the puff in his pants grew, revealing a telltale outline. Mark casually mentioned his “accidents” and how they’d been an issue his whole life. He explained that he wears diapers when he’s away from home as a “safety net” in case he wets himself. I was taken aback, but his charming self-assurance put me at ease.

Fast forward a few months, and there I was, the girl who carried diapers in her purse, because you never know when Mark might have an “oops” moment. We’d become quite the pair, giggling through public mishaps and turning nighttime wetting into a playful routine. After Mark’s morning shower, we’d drape him in a fresh diaper, then I’d stroke his cock as he came to the crinkly sound of my hand moving up and down his shaft inside his clean pampers.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ll never forget the day I walked into that strange interview. Mr. Johnson, the suave CEO, greeted me with a smile that could melt ice. We settled into his plush office, and he began the usual drivel about “fitting in” and “company culture.” But before I could even uncross my legs, he threw me a curveball.

“So, Diana, tell me, how far would you go to get this job?” His eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned back in his leather chair.

My cheeks flushed, and I squirmed in my seat, unsure how to respond. “Uh, I mean…I’d do whatever it takes, I suppose?” I stammered, trying to sound professional despite the thrill buzzing through my veins.

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