Nurse Betty
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My Bio:
Is baby feeling sick? Nurse Betty has just the thing for you dear. Come over here to the examination table and lay down on your tummy.
I always find a nice enema to get those bowels moving is just what the doctor ordered. I'll have you making a nice fresh poopy in your diaper in no time. And you'll be a good little baby and do everything Nurse Betty tells you to do.
I only take temperatures rectally so you have to squeeze those little butt cheeks together and hold that thermometer tight, Nurse Betty doesn't have time to have to keep starting over. It's also always important for you to get a regular physical, and babies change so quickly, so every time you come to visit my office we will have to check you over from top to bottom. And since I am the only nurse in the office, you know you'll get your physical every visit! And don't try telling mom or dad what we do all alone in my special room, cause they'll never believe you, your just the baby and then next time it will be an ice cold enema for you!
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Medical Roleplay
Nurse-Patient
Sex Education
Examinations - Enemas
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May 17, 2021
I was out of breathe and gasping profusely after fucking my son, Chris. Boy oh boy, his dick was definitely made for fucking. It is cut, long, thick and meaty and when it is erect there are veins that pop out of the side because it was engorged with blood. The fully erect nature of his dick feels as if there is a stiff bone inside of it and when he thrusts me back and forth with all of his might, I swear that I see stars! His mommy fetish has become a reality today […]
May 10, 2021
Brent curled his fingers into the sheets and didn’t do a thing to hold back any of the gasps and moans that he was making. How could he, when Aunt Brenda had three fingers inside of his bottom down to the last knuckle? Her fingers kept teasing against his prostate, glancing against it and sliding away when he pushed back for a firmer touch, Aunt Brenda’s indulgent laugh ringing in his ears. Her other hand came down on one his cheeks with a light smack, the tiny sting from it still enough to make his […]