Okay, so this afternoon was play date time for mommy (most of the time this is the only time I'm free for this).

So my third came over, 27M. As a mother of 5, i can tell you my house is always wrecked. The second I clean a room, another one is mysteriously destroyed.

So he and I went upstairs to my bedroom. We defiantly had a good time. A couple of noted things. One, as he was starting to eat me out, he randomly through a goldfish cracker on the floor that was apparently between the bed and my butt. Interesting place to find goldfish. Two, my son has this toy that randomly makes loud obnoxious noises when you're being too loud. We got that for their room, and if they're too loud and it goes off, they get grounded for the afternoon. Apparently one of my kiddos got slick and moved this into my room, because when I climaxed, that thing went off and scared the shit out of us.

The final thing that happened was when we were done, my third had stumbled across one of my sons G.I. Joe's, which was underneath my husband's pillow for whatever reason it would be there. He went ahead and put the toy between my boobs and said "Sergeant, it's me...I'm sorry...I've failed the mission. The mountains have consumed me". He then smothered the toy and killed the fictional soldier using my tits.

My son is currently playing with that G.I. Joe, and oh the new connotations that are associated with that toy lol.

Everybody have a lovely weekend.