Aunt Brenda
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It's time to show up as a kid, your Aunt Brenda is here! This is Aunt Brenda, and I specialize in repairing babies who are misbehaving like you. I grew up in a military family with a Dominatrix stepmother, and I still remember everything I learned from strict and cruel governance, and I will pass on these lessons to you! If my strict and authoritative teaching does not scare you into submission, standing in the corner will not change your naughtiness. Spanking, bandaging, and spanking will definitely happen! When I don't have to be very strict with naughty babies, I also like to be your exciting mature and sexy unruly babysitter or nanny! I like to teach young people everything about sex in a very practical way! I have diaper changes, baby bottles and breastfeeding, bedtime stories... and of course a beautiful and naughty "massage" under the quilt to help my child relax and doze off. My reference as an aunt-and my tall, firm tits and mature curves-are flawless. Let us sit down, you can tell Aunt Brenda about your bad behavior, and let Auntie decide what is the best punishment for you!
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1 (888) 430-2010April 16, 2010
They walk down the street- faces reflecting a calmness so unfamiliar to me. Little eyes looking up at them; unknowingly relying upon their presence. We share the same planet, yet I feel upon another. To know the warmth of a soft breath upon my neck and the soundness of sleep upon my breast is no more than a mystery. Time does not cure all wounds of the heart when the soul remains unfulfilled. My eyes turn to the sky and I wonder why I am on a path that no longer fits my feet? Like a flower awaiting spring so it can burst forth with all its splendor, color and life so lies my love- dormant within the depths of my heart yearning to burst forth and be poured upon another. I push my carriage on the sidewalks of life and peer into it; hoping to see love gazing up into my eyes; unconditional, pure, beautiful and magical- only to find the carriage empty. © Ellen M. DuBois Minnie
April 5, 2010
Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised he’d buy me a fairing should please me, And then for a kiss, oh! He vowed he would tease me, He promised he’d bring me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear, dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised to buy me a pair of sleeve buttons, A pair of new garters that cost him but two pence, He promised he’d bring me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. Oh dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised he’d bring me a basket of posies, A garland of lilies, a garland of roses, A little straw hat, to set off the blue ribbons That tie up my bonny brown hair.