One. Two. Three. My hand came down hard on your little round ass. You squirmed hard to get away from me but I just slapped you again. After the 5th smack, you quit crying and started to whimper. “No more, mommy. I be good.” I checked your diaper and found a raging hard-on. I knew how much you loved to be disciplined. I took your little dickie in my hand and began to rub it. You pushed up my shirt and searched for my milky melons. I love the feel of your hot little mouth on my tits. The sensation went clear to my pussy and I could barely stop myself from wanting to violate you. All I could think about was your fat little boy dick pushing into my pussy. I love the taste of very young cock and that tiny squirt of juice. I spread my legs wide and placed you between my knees. Call me a bad mommy or a wicked granny as you like, but I am never giving up playing with my favorite diaper boys.
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