April 5, 2012

Rubber pants lover

I have many phone friend’s that are so wonderful to to talk to and now I have a new friend I call him my rubber pants lover. He likes me to hear him moving in his rubber pants and he loves it when I talk about slipping my hand under them. He loves to slip them on and off while we are in a phone session. He also is way into diapers loves em can not get enough of them. We talk about how the smell of the soft plastic brings him back. How much he likes the sound of the tape on the sides and the cute little pictures that the company puts on the diapers. His most favorite thing to do is for me to slide on his rubber pants and walk in front of him topless. He starts to suckle at my nipples then he says he wants mommy’s milk. Mommy Crissy has enough to go round! Get a taste of my milk.. USA# 1*888*430*2010 international # 714*442*2402
January 21, 2011

American Idol

Usually I do not watch this show, because frankly the audition embarrass me, that’s right they embarrass ME! lol. I watched the first show the first year and had to turn it off, I just couldn’t take it. It’s a new season and I decided that I would give it another shot at watching it. There are some people out there with some amazing voices, and then…there are those who embarrass me over the air waves lol. But you have to give it to them, they are passionate, and enjoy singing and are not afraid to get up there and belt it out. I guess sometimes you have to leave your comfort zone and just go for it! Sometimes, I will speak to someone on the phone who is having a very hard time facing who they are and what they like. I lend an ear, and try to give some encouragement, understanding, and love. Don’t be afraid of who you are, or what you feel inside, it’s what makes you that wonderful person you are. Lizabeth 1-888-430-2010
January 19, 2011

MILF

While Daddy is away, Mommy Lauren must play! And you know what that means, dont you my love? Let us plan for just a cozy night here at home, just the two of us. I would enjoy if you help me with my bubble bath, I will show you how to use that loafa on me, allow you to wash my long beautiful hair. I will let you dry me off using the soft towel along my thighs, your hands tremble as you rub my sweet pussy, you begin to blush as you rub the towel up and over my tummy and onto my breast. I will let you slip my robe on and brush my hair. My boy is always so eager to please. Aren’t you my love? Then Mommy wants you to cuddle with her close in bed, spooning me as we sleep. Let Mommy Lauren feel your manhood up against me, let Mommy teach you just what to do and how to please me. Please Mommy dear, Goodboy! Your favorite MILF Lauren, 1 888 430 2010
December 10, 2010

want mommy

I understand that sometimes you just want Mommy. You’re feeling sleepy and only Mommy can help you get to sleep. After a bath Mommy will give you a long drying off and put you in diapers with baby powder. It’s easier to sleep after Mommy has cared for you. There is no point in fussing you know you need your diapers. If we have to wear our diapers like a little baby then that’s just what we’ll do. It’s ok. Mommy Scarlet
August 25, 2010

Mommy and her friends

Naughty little guy, you’ve been listening to my phone conversations again haven’t you? How very rude of you. Just being oh so nosey and listening to Mommy’s phone calls with her special friend. What will I do with you? I think I have an idea. Why don’t I just invite my girlfriend over and instead of playing with us? Ha, you can just sit in your diaper and watch while your hands are strapped up far from your diaper. So since you liked hearing Mommy have phonesex with her cute friend maybe you will really hate to see them enjoying each others company while you wait in the playpen. Rude little boys deserve nothing more.   Mommy Lexus
August 1, 2010

Carnival

Yesterday I was speaking to my sister on the phone and she told me that her and her family were going to a carnival that night. I have to say I became somewhat jealous. I miss going to them. Especially eating the cotton candy and caramel apples. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. We used to go to them during the summer when I was a kid. It was a big deal to us, and we looked forward to it every year. My parents didn’t have a lot of money, and we hardly went on big vacations at all, but every year when the carnival rolled into our small town I grew up in we would go. I hope my sister had a great time, and if you yourself get to go to one this year think of me and my jealousy of you. lol Ella 1-888-430-2010
July 18, 2010

Fembots

“BRING IN DA FEMBOTS!!!!” Can you tell me and the hubby watched Austin Powers last night? I got to thinking that the fembots could, in fact, be sissies. Who says the fembots have to be women, we don’t know what was under those panties do we? No we do not! I would love to take about 6 sissies and dress them up as fembots and take them out and just walk around with them following me. I think that would be such a fun thing to do! Mommy Sue 1-888-430-2010
June 23, 2010

To My Grandmother

All the things you used to do Cooking dinner on Sunday Making homemade stew Sitting for hours Telling us tales Of how poor Jonah Was swallowed by the whale Working in your garden Pulling all the weeds Wiping sweat from your brow And gently planting seeds You are a special Grandma One that we adore You taught us right from wrong And so very much more. Grandma I remember When you would sing a song You would encourage Us all to sing along And you would sit and rock And read the Bible While we would play I can still see it As you held it in your hands Well worn from all your reading And learning of God’s plans Grandma, I remember Don’t worry about me You taught us all so well Years ago upon your knee. Mommy Lizabeth 1-888-430-2010
June 19, 2010

Sore Hiney Blues

This is the official song of the slow pokes of the world. It’s called the Sore Hiney Blues: When the road is feeling rocky And you know you’ve paid your dues When your knees are feeling knocky You’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues The SAGS, they got pretzels And Watermelons too, But when my hineys hurting They say, WE CAN’T HELP YOU! The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues Last night at the hotel While Red Eye drank the booze Johnny grabbed the jelly He’s got the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues Each day that we’re peddling The ride is in the news Krystal she be writing Bout the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues John Frame’s got my suitcase Kathy’s got my dues Mike Quinn’s got my beer I got the Sore Hiney Blues! The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues Two hundred riders That ain’t just a few We’re standing all the way home With the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues My chain is slippin My tires are leaking air My hineys really hurtin Are we there? Are we there? The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues The ride is almost over Don’t need no stinking Cues But Tommy Imbrigotta’s Got the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues 100 miles is easy 250 gets you sore 500 leaves you begging My poor hiney can’t take no more! I guess you can make up your own tune to it, since I didn’t see one with it. I think it’s about riding motorcycles, but I don’t know lol. One thing I do know, I can give you a sore hiney without making you ride a Harley for 1000 miles. Sue 1-888-430-2010 The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues
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