Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

My favorite little one called last evening.  We have this fantastic relationship.  We sometimes reminisce about our calls in the past when I take good care of my lil boy.  This evening I still had a few daycare clients and decided to give them a class on how to change a diaper.  They were all very interested in that; and the fact that he was different from them.  None of them had a wee wee.  Standing around the changing table they had a chance to see the complete diaper change.  I’m not sure who was happier, the girls or my caller. I set all the things I needed for a diaper change; the soft washcloth; the diapers, the lotion; the oil, and the diaper pens.  My caller was so happy getting his diaper changed by us all.  I do love my diaper lovers.  Continue reading “My Favorite Little One”

deviant

Deviant Phone Sex 

You send me out hunting. For something small and delightful. A “cock jumper” I call them, for the way they make your cock bounce. But you’ve been getting a little greedy lately. Too much about you. Not enough about me. And you need me. If you walked up to the local school playground and started chatting up the girls you’d be surrounded by ten police cars in five minutes. You need me, so I set the rules. And today’s rule is our cock jumper gets one request.
I find her easily enough. Red hair and freckles, pale skin, thin legs, no curves, it’s like Pipi Longstocking and little ones n tiaras had a little girl just for us.

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Neighbor Felicity knows your diaper secret

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Delivery services are so careless these days! My neighbor works such long hours that most of his packages end up stolen off his front porch. So when I noticed a driver dump a box over there today, I hurried over to keep it safe for him until he could get home.

The box was dented, and the tape had ripped off on one side. Like I said, careless delivery services and all. When I picked up the box, a bunch of oversized diapers fell onto the porch. I wondered who they could be for. You, my hard-working neighbor, lives alone. No elderly family member or little one lives with you to need these, and since they had colorful prints on them, I could only imagine they were indeed intended for you. Did I just discover your little diaper secret?

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Dirty BabySitter Stories to share.  When growing up I took care of my little brother.  It seemed I was more his mama than our mama was.  He was so cute and adored me.  I changed his diapers, bathed him and even potty trained him. When I gave him his bath he really got excited when I spent more time  making sure it was super clean.  Sometimes I would change him in front of my girlfriends.  I’m not sure when I started noticing the change in the size of his wee wee. As I got older I started babysitting family members and neighborhood boys; this is when I started comparing the differences in wee wees.  I would love to say my brother stood out in comparison but he didn’t but he was my brother which made him special to me.

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Kinky Teen

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

When’s the last time you got to talk to a real kinky teen? You know the kind I’m talking about. The ones who love fucking from the start and crave cock 24/7.

I love it when you nasty pervs call me for age play fantasies. Trust me, I know how hard it is to find someone who’s truly into that kind of taboo fantasy. So, it’s kind of like a phone sex miracle that we found each other!!

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

This family I babysit for has the cutest boy and girl. They really are a handful, so I asked the parents if I could invite my boyfriend over to help me keep them in line. Of course, the exhausted mother couldn’t agree with me more that her rowdy pair needed extra eyes, so she said it would be fine.

She has so much trust in me after—so much misplaced trust. The truth is my boyfriend gets really turned on by things he shouldn’t, and I was really looking forward to him joining us for bathtime. He was nervous, as you can imagine. But he seemed to be getting comfortable by the time dinner was wrapping up. So I asked him to run the water in the bathtub and that I would bring them up soon. Continue reading “Bathtub Hand Job”

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Everyone knows that when a girl is bad, she gets spanked. However, the other day baby Jay found out for herself that just because Kaykay is often the one getting spanked that it doesn’t mean she won’t deliver them if need be. She was prancing around the chatroom in her padded diaper and skirt, playing like a good girl but then she must have got a wild hair up her ass because she tried to paddle me.

I’m all for being paddled…by a man. Not a sissy baby! That wasn’t about to fucking happen. I snatched the paddle from her and sat down with a very stern look. “Bend over my lap right now,” I told baby Jay. She might be naughty occasionally, but she is always very obedient. So she did as she was told and laid herself over my lap. I could already feel her stiff little clit poking through her diaper to my thigh.

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two girl phonesex with latoya

 

Latoya 1888-332-2639 Ext 311

How better to celebrate a new week than with the two of us in a wild two-girl phone sex session? We’re all yours, baby, and we’re so ready and willing to make your dreams cum true. Just imagine our two sexy voices talking to you and telling you every delicious detail of what we want to do to your body. But, of course, we love doing things to each other, too, so we’ll let you in on what we’re going to do to each other.

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Daddy made me do it

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

After a long week, my body and mind were over-tired, and even hours after bedtime, I still couldn’t fall asleep. I thought maybe watching some tv would help me zone out, but as I turned the corner into the living room, someone else was already there. Daddy was sitting on the couch in just his boxers, legs sprawled out and reclined back. He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye because he looked over, lifted his arm over the back of the couch, and asked what I was doing.

“I can’t sleep.” My shoulder shrugged. I walked over and sat down on the cushion next to him. His hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me toward him. My head laid on his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

My favorite part of the morning is slipping into my big boy’s room before he wakes up. The sun seeps through his blinds to slash bright little lines across his innocent face. He is such a sound sleeper. So sound that he never wakes up in the middle of the night to use the potty. No, my sweet stinky boy sleeps right through those kinds of things, just like a big baby!

The nursery always smells faintly of baby powder, but in the morning, that is a tough smell to distinguish. All I can sniff out is his nightly activities. It seems as though this morning, my boy has produced quite a large present in his diaper for Mommy.

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