Step Mommy Tammy
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Oh, do you need stepmother Tammy to take care of you when your mother is not in the city? I like all kinds of role-playing games, but collecting and having children as trophies is one of my favorite things to do! I am not here to replace your mother, but I promise I will let you forget how much you miss her! Mommy Tammy is here to fulfill your deepest wishes and ensure that everything you need to relax, pamper and treat yourself like a real baby is taken care of! Mother Tammy will ensure that all your secrets are kept secret and will not tell mom the bad things you think of. If you accidentally touch your mother, she will never let anyone know and will teach you the correct way to touch her improperly.
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1 (888) 430-2010October 3, 2015
Today I played a new game with my favorite sissy! We learned how to count. First, I took off her diapey and laid her on her back. I made sure her pretty ass-pussy was all lubed up and ready to go. Then, I had gently pushed a pretty, ribbed dildo into her hole. I made her count while I forced more into her, until her hole was all sloppy with lube. She learned to count all the way to five! Then we learned how to count backwards. I slid every wet, hot dildo out one by one. By the time there were only two left, they slipped right out of her big, stretched-out hole. Afterwards, she made a mess in her pull-up because her pretty ass hole was still gaping wide open. I gave her a spanking and cleaned her up. Next week, we’ll learn to count even more, but I think we will use anal beads instead. I have so much fun with my little abies!
October 3, 2015
There are days I get frustrated with being in this lifestyle. Days I think I should just walk away and try and pretend I am normal, whatever normal is these days. I’m not normal, though. In my heart I will always be a adult baby Mommy. I have too many good memories of regressing broken men into sweet whole babies. The first time I brought a man to his knees suckling my breast is a memory ever etched in my mind. Then there are long nights that I’ve held one of my babies as they’ve woke from a nightmare and had to rock them back to sleep. A mother’s soft touch and the gentle sound of a lullaby work wonders on babies of all ages. I see a cute dress or suit and my first thought is always if I can find a pattern to make something similar for one of my babies. I spend countless hours making things for all my abdl sweeties. I’ve also got a collection of tools and toys I’ve collected over the past few years. I have things that look like torture devices and things that look as innocent as a flower garden. I’ve used them all. There are sunny days of playdates and sweet kisses shared. There are erotic memories of amazing orgasms. Bondage and blowjobs are prevalent in my memory. There are also plenty of cum filled diapers and sexy baths that fill my mind. There’s no leaving this life for me. As log as there are babies that need me I will always be a mommy. I couldn’t stop being in this life. I am this life. I never want this time to end. I want more babies to help me make more memories. I want to hear from you. Call me 888-430-2010