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Diaper Changing Attire

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

The proper diaper changing attire is very important to a successful diaper change and will vary from baby to baby. For example, a low-cut top that allows Mommy’s ample cleavage to spill out can distract and calm a rambunctious diaper boy who doesn’t want his bottom changed. However, if you have a very handsy boy who would try to move around a lot to fondle your exposed tits, then it’s best to keep them covered for the change.

You can always tempt him with them and remind him that if he is good for his change, you’d be happy to breastfeed your good boy.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Trinity humiliate me please!!.. “Shut your mouth you small dick loser. Didn’t I tell you I don’t want you looking at me directly in the eye when I’m talking to you? You are such a fucking idiot. You tiny miniature dick punk. No woman wants a loser for a man who doesn’t listen. You are pathetic. Pull down your fucking pants now and play with the tiny cock of yours. I want to see.” My little bitch boy made me so angry, so I had to humiliate and punish him. Humiliation phone sex has always been my specialty, but when I got him in my hands, I make him work for it. Any time he gets his confidence I must break him down and let him know that he doesn’t deserve to have a voice with a cock that size.

Most nights I have my guy friends come over and smack him in the face with their big black cocks to show him what real men looks like. “Play with that tiny dick you sissy boy.” With his 3 fingers he starts beating his cock. “Call me names Mother Trinity please. I want to cum so hard for you.” He loved

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Secret Desire

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Do you have a secret desire? Something you crave but also know it’s wrong. I do, and it’s older men.

Ever since high school my secret desire has been the touch of someone much older than me. I know it’s wrong, but I also can’t seem to help myself. I figured college would be the perfect place to meet guys my age and put this secret desire behind me. But I was wrong. I actually had even more access to the cock I wanted more than anything.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Like what you see?” I ask, teasing you. “Fuck, Amber. You have no idea,” you reply, your voice husky with desire. You reach out, your fingers tracing a path along the exposed skin of my chest. I shiver, goosebumps rising on my arms. You lean in, your mouth close to my ear. “I could spend all day just playing with these,” you whisper, your breath hot against my skin. I laugh, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bedroom.

“Well, why don’t you then?” I suggest, my voice dripping with suggestion. I strip off my top, my breasts bouncing free. You waste no time, diving forward and capturing one in your mouth. I moan, my head falling back as you suck and tease my nipple. Your other hand comes up, cupping my other breast and kneading it gently. “Oh, fuck, that feels good,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in your hair.

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Kayla's Little Lesson

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

His left arm sat between my tits, with his palm resting against my right shoulder, pulling my back against his chest while I squirmed and panted. He hooked his feet beneath my knees to keep them forced open. No matter how I tried to twist or shift, his body held mine down for his little lesson.

“Shh, shh,” He cooed in my ear when my spine tried to bow and my thighs trembled. “Relax, baby. The more you resist, the harder this little lesson will become.” There was a hint of amusement in his voice as I whined. My fingers curled into fists on each of his thighs. Bunching the fabric of his pants. He’d been teaching me how not to orgasm so quickly. At least, that is what he said he was doing; instead, it felt like he was driving me into madness—one swipe of his finger at a time.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Baybeee, come closer. I have a little secret I want to share with you. When we’re getting intimate, I imagine my big juicy titties wrapped around your head as you worship them… Does that sound crazy to you? I’ve been dreaming of suffocating you with my massive melons for so long now. To feel your face completely concealed between my pillowy soft breasts, gasping for air while you motorboat my cleavage. Mmmm, the thought alone makes me tingle!

My babycakes, I know you adore my girls. The way they spill out of my lacy bras, just begging to be squeezed. Well imagine them squeezing the life out of you instead! Hehe, oh, the twisted games we could play together. I’d lean over you in bed, letting my boobs dangle tantalizingly above your face. Then WHAM! Planted right on your head like a big titty helmet.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

You guys, I just can’t get enough of slurping and gobbling hot, hard cock. Like, put it in my pretty, little mouth!! It’s seriously like my favorite pastime, right after getting that degree and sipping Starbucks.

I really lucked out in the oral skills department because I was blessed with a flexible little throat. Like, I can go allll the way down without even gagging. Talk about a gift! My ex-BF used to get off on hearing me take him balls deep, no problem. I’d just wrap my soft lips around his beefy tip and SLLLOOOOOOWLY swallow him up, inch by delicious inch, until my nose would hit his pelvis. The look of awe and ecstasy on his face? Priceless.

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Harlo 1844-33-candy ext 385

The night started with that slow, simmering tension between us. Above all you looked so good, dressed to tease. For example, even the bellboys at the hotel couldn’t keep their eyes off you. They watched and whispered as we walked through the lobby motel. I noticed, certainly, but I didn’t mind. I love showing you off. Meanwhile, as we stepped into the elevator, I whispered. “They’re watching, you know… wishing they could see more. I love sharing…….. Therefore, I send you up to the room before me and slipped the bell boys a note. Subsequently, I opened the room door anticipating, my attention was on you. Then there was a knock at the door. I answered it, and you look surprised as the bellboys from earlier walked in the door. “ Did you invite them?” You asked surprised. “Yes go ahead,” I whispered. “Give them something to imagine.”

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Mommy put you in Huggies because you’re more like a baby than a man in so many ways.  You’re tiny and petite both in stature and penis size.  You adapted to that so well.  Now you’re used to your new routine and expectations.  Mommy even got a Daddy for you and new husband for myself.  Daddy definitely wouldn’t fit in those Huggies the way you do.  You’ve spent the last year adjusting to your new life.  Now with a brand new year, Mommy has decided that you need a new rule.  I’ve found far too many cummy filled Huggies in the mornings.  I know that it’s exciting to hear the way Daddy makes Mommy scream in pleasure in ways you never could.  But the cum filled Huggies are getting too numerous.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This past weekend, I waltzed into an exclusive charity gala at a grand mansion, dressed to the nines in a scandalously tight red dress that barely covered my ass. The dress hugged every curve, my tits practically spilling out of the low-cut top. I was on the prowl for a wealthy sugar daddy to wine, dine and 69 me.

As I mingled and sipped champagne, my eyes locked with a silver-haired gentleman who looked like he could buy a small country. Not the sexiest man, but money is the best aphrodisiac. He introduced himself as Marcus, a “venture capitalist” – code for trust fund baby. I made sure to bend over extra low to refill his glass, giving him an eyeful of my cleavage.

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