March 29, 2015

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January 28, 2013

Taboo Sibs

  I had so much fun with some hot sibling incest roleplay with one of my callers the other day! He said he liked being in charge, but not as daddy, as my big brother! He decided that he was gonna babysit my while mommy and daddy were away – and he was gonna use the opportunity to show me what good girls do when they play with big boys! He told since he was in charge, I had to do whatever he said, just like when Daddy’s home and he’s in charge. I found out real quick that I like when my big bro’s in charge hehehehe!! He got my down on my knees and had me keep my hands behind my back while he pulled out his throbbing hard cock and pushed it in my face. He used my piggy tails to pull me allll the way down so my nose was touching his tummy. OHMYGOSH I didn’t think I would be able to breathe! But while he face fucked me he said that good girls always deep throat cock! So what could I do? Hehehe I wanted to be a good girl!! After a while he told me to turn around and bend over. He knew that daddy had been working on stretching my tight little ass, so he had me reach back and spread myself open so he could fuck my teeny tiny hole! By the time we were all done I didn’t think I’d ever be able to move again hehehe! I was so sore and covered in my big brothers cum, laying on the floor of my bedroom. Sibling incest roleplay can be so so SOO much fun, I can’t wait till next time!! love, Lacy 1.888.430.2010
February 28, 2011

The Stray Ginger Kitten

There’s a small and quite sweet ginger kitten, found wandering afraid and alone. He’s one of just hundreds like him, alone and without any home. Some human just is not looking, or caring to find where he’s gone. They go out and buy just a new one, replaced like new toys just for fun. Now cats they are treated as chattles, They don’t have a value you see. If one gets let out too early, they end up as strays, one, two, three. Old cats that no one is after, are thrown out like on refuse day. People get tired of old rubbish, don’t care when they go astray. Old cats have something to offer, which humans have not. They don’t let you down like most people, and they just put up with their lot. When cats or when kittens go missing, there aren’t many people who care. Some folks will ring in the rescue, to see if they’re handed in there. If you have a cat, or a kitten, it’s yours for years yet to come. It’s your job to care and to love it, not discard it or lose it like some. The Country is crawling with kittens, which people think are good fun, they soon grow up and get boring, and end up as strays like this one. This kitten is called Mr Darcy, he’s safe and he’s warm and he’s kind. And now he is living at Catkins, until a new owner we find. Are you like this sweet little kitten looking for a new mommy or granny,sitter,or someone to care of your needs we are here for you sweetie.All of us ladies here at Phoneamommy Minnie 1-888-430-2010
February 1, 2011

Valentine Gift

I watch and i wait along with the rest waiting for the mail to arrive my neighbors seem to be waiting for something special also.So i go about my housework and forget about the mail for awhile.Then i hear a horn blowing so i peek outside and the mail truck is in my driveway.As i get closer to him he gets out and hands me a package i looked at the package and looked back at him puzzled by this he must have realized it because he said i know this can fit in your mail box but they wanted it hand delivered.I thanked him and go back in the house where i opened it.As it reveiled its self to me i gasped with awe and surprise there laying in the box that it lay in was the most beautiful music box.As i opened it up there laying in the middle of this music box was a tiny baby curled up asleep in just its diaper. Minnie
January 5, 2011

What Does the Bee Do

What does the bee do? Bring home honey. And what does Father do? Bring home money. And what does Mother do? Lay out the money. And what does baby do? Eat up the honey Christina Rossetti Minnie
December 2, 2010

We dollhouse monsters

our jowls crashing like cymbals, while my baby brother takes out his eight-ball left eye and squints his right to line up his shot on the world’s smallest pool table. Mother has a camera for a head; it flashes uncontrollably though she claims to have run out of film a hundred years ago, when father’s penis, an unstoppable spigot, became a garden sprinkler, contained by adult diapers, changed hourly, and hourly, my sister— shuffling out of her hiding place in the cuckoo clock, her hair a mess of paper clips, a Raggedy Ann doll in her arms—sighs to pass the time. Water seeps through the ceiling, because upstairs the bathtub overflows, for Grandma has forgotten the bath she’s drawn, and on the stove the gas is high, the flames are heating up a pudding over which my opa whispers: boil, boil, loyal rubble, follow me to the end of my life. by Christopher Shannon Minnie
November 5, 2010

Don't Bring Camels in the Classroom

Don’t bring camels in the classroom. Don’t bring scorpions to school. Don’t bring rhinos, rats, or reindeer. Don’t bring mice or moose or mule. Pull your penguin off the playground. Put your python in a tree. Place your platypus wherever you think platypi should be. Lose your leopard and your lemur. Leave your llama and your leech. Take your tiger, toad, and toucan anywhere but where they teach. Send your wombat and your weasel with your wasp and wolverine. Hide your hedgehog and hyena where you’re sure they won’t be seen. Please get rid of your gorilla. Please kick out your kangaroo. No, the teacher didn’t mean it when she called the class a “zoo. by Kenn Nesbitt Minnie
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