Daddy Paul
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My Bio:
Hey, I'm Baby Betsy. I love being a baby and being changed and coddled by a loving daddy or mommy. I love breastfeeding and having mommy feed me from her warm, soft, milk filled titties. I also love it when daddy changes me and takes extra long time putting on the diaper rash medicine. Of course it?s cause he says he wants to make sure his baby girl is fully protected, but it feel so good.
Taking a bath is one of my favorite times. When daddy gets me undressed and sits me down gently in the bath tub and waits for me to soak before he gets me all lathered up and ready to play. He fills my tub up with bath toys he bought just for me. I love my blocks and rubber ducky's the best. He makes sure I have tons of fun before he starts washing me up and getting me ready for bed time.
Then after bath time is done daddy puts lotion on my whole body cause he says our bodies need to drink to so they can be smooth for their daddies. So after he is done with the lotion he puts on my diaper and lays me next to him to fall asleep. He makes sure I am nice and relaxed before I fall asleep. He will turn on my favorite nursery rhyme and massage me to sleep. I hope you can come be my new daddy since my has been at work all day and night here lately. I would really like to play?.
Love Baby Betsy
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Being Changed by Daddy
Wearing Diapys
Playing in Nursery
Bottle Feeding
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April 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 […]
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 […]