Aunt Brenda
My Bio:
It's time to act like a child, your Aunt Brenda is here! This is Aunt Brenda, and I specialize in solving misbehaving babies like you. I grew up in a military family with a sadistic stepmother. I still remember everything I learned from a ruthless government. I will teach you these lessons! If my strict and authoritative teaching does not scare you into submission, staying in the corner will not change your pranks. Spanking, bandaging and spanking will definitely happen! When you don’t need to be too strict with naughty babies, I also like to be your hot mature sexy rebellious nanny or nanny! I like to teach young people everything about sex in a very practical way! I have diaper changes, baby bottles and breastfeeding, bedtime stories... and of course beautiful and naughty "massages" under the covers to help my son relax and fall asleep. My reference as an aunt—and my tall, firm breasts and mature curves—are flawless. Let us sit down, you can tell Aunt Brenda about your bad behavior, and let Auntie decide what is the best punishment for you!
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November 27, 2010
Can you imagine Old Navy at midnight the day after Thanksgiving? I can and there were so many little ones there it was crazy. Babies and adults screaming and carrying on like it was the end of the world or something, I just wanted to take them over my knee and spank them until their little bottom was bright red, and really give them something to freak out about. Have you been a good little one, or do you need punished like I wanted to do to them? Do you […]
November 27, 2010
I always get a devilish little smirk on my face when you tell me your friends are coming over to play video games or what have you. You think I’m oblivious to their looks, their stares. On the contrary, every move I make is deliberate, calculated. The way I saunter past the t.v., swaying my hips from side to side in my tight little shorts. The way my hand lingers on one of their arms, slowly drifting down and across their hand. The way I bend at the waist when […]