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About Me
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My name is Kelsie, but ive been called Baby for ever, so its stuck with me.
I'm not telling my age, lets just say that I'm old enuff to be on this site.
I will post pics of me, but dont expect to really see my face all that well, cuz I'm pretty shy. Dont expect to see me below the waist nakie either. I don't do that.
I don't really drink cuz I had a bad experrience with a guy the last time I did. I smoke when Im with my daddy, he lets me when we're going sumwhere in the car, or if were out somewhere by ourselves. He always says no, but when I beg he always gives in.
My dad is wrapped so tight around my finger, I know one day i'll have him where I want him...Behind me with his hands rubbing my titties, his dick rubbing between my asscheeks, right before he makes me his woman.
Other than that, if there's anything you wanna know, just ask. I love getting messages on here.
bye!
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Posted on : Oct 21, 2009
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Commented on Aug 20, 2011
Me again, Hon. I love your describing how you would love to get your Daddy's "baby gravy" all up in your pussy. You don't use that crude term "Cunt", do you?
I only curse when I have been poured too much. So I refuse to take full responsiblity.
We can speak candidly again...agreed?
Love, Dorothereal Delish Momma
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Commented on Oct 17, 2010
I love your freedom that lets you romp around at will in your mind and acts, and erotic aspirations. But mostly I love that you appear not to fear your thoughts, whatever they may be. That is true unbridled freedom to...to entertain, to say mildly obsess over wanting to fuck your Daddy. The French call that metal titillation frisson. And you use it to hone that keen edge you have for living. It is called living life juicy...on the edge of all possibilities. I had that rush when I nursed my one child and son just before his 3rd birthday. When I let our rambanctious play cross the line and...and fascillitated his little stiffy to slip into my vulva. When it was there, it was so easy to rationalize, to excuse, to savor and to...to enhance and, you know, deepen the bonding....More?
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