Babysitter Loves To Pamper Her Favorite Baby Phonesex

You’re crying and whining, sputtering out of frustration. It’s been a long morning, and it’s getting close to nap time. “What’s wrong, baby?” I ask, picking you up out of your play pen. “You were playing with your toys just fine a moment ago…”

Then I smell it–the reason for your tears, plugging our noses with stink as you fill my ears with your helpless wailing. “Aw, did you poopy?” I say, pouting to get your attention. You silence in my arms, sniffling and huffing from the excitement, and I kiss your nose and sigh, “Let’s go clean you up, baby.”

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