Mommy Belinda just can’t stop playing with her little ones, she will never stop giving them the love and attention and oh so naughty lessons that they need. I am the kind of woman who strongly believes in giving your little ones the kind of life lessons that only a mommy should teach…to both my sons and daughters. They love to play with me and love when I play with their whole little bodies, from their lil chests and lips to their cocks, balls and bald cunts. And we can never forget those tiny lil asses. Fingering every hole until I make it big enough for more, licking and tasting those juices because they can’t help how they feel, they can’t stop being lil horny freaks just like Mommy. Mommy will always teach them how to be bad, their Mommy’s good lil ones mommy’s lil angels will do whatever I tell them, and they’ll love every second of it too!
Category: Milf phone sex
I just can’t stop!
A well dressed Pet must have a collar.
It’s Dress up your Pet Day and mine has the cutest outfit ever!!! I bet you thought I was gonna have a chihuahua in a sweater or a poodle in a tutu, right? My pet, however, has 2 legs, is obedient, loyal, and even does tricks to make people laugh. I first found him as a little panty thief, stealing my lacy things and jerking off in them. I busted that ass hard and made him wear them, and he has been my personal pet ever since.
Today he has quite the wardrobe. Studded collars, jeweled muzzles, an e-collar to punish him (AKA Cone of Shame) He has frilly lace dog panties, sweaters with hearts. He even has a tuxedo with the cutout for his wee-wee. Every girl loves a sharp-dressed pet!! I even put on some doggie cologne to get rid of the man-smell.
Lessons have trained him to be obedient and punishment is often given. No one wants an unruly pet. I’m a firm owner who doesn’t hesitate to bust ass with a shoe, a rolled newspaper, or my bare hand. Are you ready for your new owner, sissy? My kennel has plenty of room for a nice little doggie like you. Is your bark worse than my bite? 
Momma’s lil girl is growing up
“Mommy look at me!” I smiled down at my little girl as she bent over to show me her ‘big girl panties. I pretended to be exited and proud and she was more than happy. The truth was I knew she was growing up and I wanted her to be my lil angel forever and ever. I knew that she still had many and many years of growing up to do, but I loved that baby powder smell and really nothing could replace that. I wasn’t sad for long though, after seeing my daughter bend down like that and show me her panties my cunt started getting wet. Those dirty, naughty thoughts started flowing. I told her to bend over and show me again and she gladly did so. I loved her lil butt, her tiny pussy lips pushing up against her cute cotton undies. I decided maybe momma’s little girl needed to grow up a lil more so I told her big girls don’t wear panties at all! She couldn’t get them off fast enough…
Kinky Phone Sex Mommy Loves Boy Batter for Breakfast
When you are a kinky phone sex mommy, anything is possible. I was talking dirty this morning while making breakfast. My boys know I am a phone sex slut. They love to listen in on my calls, even finger my pussy, suck on my titties or just stroke their cocks in the background. I’m such a dirty mommy! I was in the middle of making us all breakfast when the phone rang. I stepped into the other room to have some mommy phone sex with my caller. I could hear faint giggling from the other room. I knew my little mother fuckers were up to something. I was rubbing my pussy sharing incest stories and they were left to their own devices, which always equals trouble. I texted them that I would be awhile, and to get themselves off to school. They are big enough boys that they can do that. After my call, I went back to the kitchen. The boys made me breakfast. Left me a little love note too. Peanut butter on a rice cake with oatmeal. I took a bite of my rice cake and realized it tasted different, not a bad different, but a good different. I looked at it and realized that the boys had jizzed on my breakfast. Such naughty boys. I love that about them. You better believe I ate that rice cake up and enjoyed every ounce of my oatmeal. Cum is the breakfast of champions. As a dirty mommy, I know the taste of my boys’ cum. One of my favorite things to taste too. You ever do anything like to your mommy? I wonder if she knew like me? If she didn’t know, that just means she was not tasting your boy batter straight from the source. It’s never too late to give your mommy your cum!
Hard Nipples on a cold winter night at Wallyworld
Oh, the lure of big hard nipples. I was a stripper most of my life and these big boobs have paid for it all. Now, I’m older and a granny but I still get a few looks, mostly from younger men who appreciate a mature and sexy woman.
I know better than to go braless in winter but I had only planned to run to the store to grab a few things. A pair of sweats and a t-shirt was good enough as I stuffed my feet into bedroom slippers. I just needed a few treats for the grands when they came over for movie night. Who would’ve guessed that tonight would turn into more? Seriously, I would’ve at least put on make-up and washed the coochie a bit.
The night air hit my nipples like a glacier as I stepped outta the car. The young black man collecting carts stood there with his mouth gaping as my nipples poked furiously through the thin t-shirt. “Dayum, granny. You gots some fine nipples.” he smiled. I looked at his package and back at his face. “Whatcha gonna do about it, boy? Help an old woman out?” I teased. He put his arm around me. “Follow me, miss.” he laughed. He led me to a storage area for broken down shopping carts. By then, my old pussy was juicing, knowing I was gonna get some young BBC.
The young nigga pulled out his beefy cock, reaching me for. “Suck it, mama.” I slid my mouth over the monster and his hips bucked as he face-fucked me. “Gimme some of dat pussy.” he said, turning me around and bending me over. I felt his throbbing fuckstick penetrate me and start that jungle beat that smooth black men have. We were bucking and humping as we hit that nut. I felt him fill me with that nigga jizz. And then he was gone.
Walking through the store, I felt his juice ooze down the leg of my sweats. I opened my jacket a bit wider. Maybe if I played this right, I could get me a little more on the way out to my car. I gotta love those young men who crave big mama titties, especially on a nipple popping cold winter night.




















