Chocolate chip biscuits crumbled.
Chocolate mousse from the supermarket.
Crumble biscuits, stir in mousse, squirt on cream, feed to children. Took me longer to take the photo and write the post than it did to make
Things to do today.
Book doctor for DW coil refitting.
Book doctor me vasectomy.
Repair DD2 school dress.
Put washing away.
Prepare moodle course material
Tube strike tomorrow
Best Jewish granma joke i’ve heard in a long time
How Iran’s Gadget Bloggers Became Victims of the Revolutionary Guard – http://www.juancole.com/2014/04/bloggers-victims-revolutionary.html
Dw had been out shopping and bought a few clothes, the children were tucked up in front of the TV engrossed in youtube.
I was dead cheeky as DW was facing the bed, going through the stuff she’d bought. I nipped up behind her kissed the back of her neck and cheekily whiped her leggings and knickers down.
She went, “hay, what about the children” I said there watching stuff, lets be quick. I pushed her over so she was kneeling on the bed and with the help of some lube, quickly squeezed myself into her. Damn she was tight, I could feel her really rapping around my cock, it’s a lovely feeling, feeling her tight around me.
I started thrusting in a circular motion and sliding my cock upwards as I did so. She started making the quite mmmm’s and ahh’s when she’s starting to really enjoy it.
I was holding on to her hips pulling her back and pushing her forwards, standing still, so in effect, I’m making her do all the work. She buried her face into the duvet and stretched her arm out, clasping her hands together. I’m looking at her gorgeous feminine figure, bum up arms out and I started thinking to myself, hor good she would look with a bit of shibari ropework, binding her hands and stretching her out, she looks stunning when she’s being fucked, especially in a position like doggy, when I get to see her body and especially her back tattoo.
Later, were looking forward to her being on top, then she’ll be able to guide my cock deep into hitting her cum spot.
Her back, done by one of the top ten UK female tattoo artists. I’m not giving away names for privacy purposes.
Minecons coming to Europe, our two daughters are ecstatic, we offered up a choice, Disney or Stampy, Squiddy or AmyLee33. Totally, unequivocally a resounding yes.
For them the prospect of meeting their idols in real life, is a huge thrill. They’ve been having some issues recently about being minecraft fans. Their previous school, the arrogant (yet thick) independent school and their new state school, the offsted outsanding, the other children are bemused by minecraft. Probably because the parents are way too dim. But, hey that’s their problem not ours.
It has slightly bothered me that they maybe getting slightly ostracised because they Think Different, not in the apple fanboj way, but because we’ve exposed them to alternative external influences.
As an aside, the independent school was awash with dumb parents, sorry but being a doctor or a dentist now-a-days doesn’t mean your intelligent or well rounded. The only parents we got on with were academics in Paleo-Biology and art history.
But I digress, so a trip to minecon, I guess at this age cosplay is just plain old play. Their favourite playthings are old cardboard boxes decorated as Stampy and Squidoodly. They, play minecraft parcour in the living room, jumping from sofa to table. I used to do things like that, my favourite game at their age was mountaineering up my grandmothers upright piano (see was more worried about me damaging myself than the piano).
So it’s off to minecon, along the way I’ve got to get a couple of Xboxes and build them a PC each.
Ah! the joys of parenting.