Three months of Hell.

The last three months have been pure hell for me. Due to a complicated pregnancy.
I am half way through and little Olivia Labree should arrive healthy this summer.

My mom has been here to help out. Or to get on my nerves as I think of it. I swear, I would go piss and she would follow me like I was two. "Are you ok?", she would ask. I would politely say yes when what I was thinking was, " Get a good look at my lady bits, yet?"!
It did have some benefits though, like no cooking nor any cleaning.
SM even didn't mind cause, as bad as it sounds, it was like having a live-in maid. He and his lazy arse.

Anyway life goes on. And my tits are killing me. They are swollen and my nipples feel as if they are about to explode. This hurts worse than ever. I love a good suck or twist on the nips during sex, but here lately I just about cry when they are touched. Very upsetting due to the fact I can cum easily when my nips are sucked. Hmm. Dam boobs.

And sex. Good grief, going without sex for three months was excruciating pain. Although there was a lot of ...hmm..*wonders am I revealing too much?*...

So for the last three hellish months I have been housebound. Nothing exciting in this fuckn' life.
Tis ok though. I mean like this weekend, she is gone and SM is gone, so I can sit on the couch with my hands down my pants and watch anything I want to on tv.
Some porno will do me good. Too bad I can't compliment it with a nice bottle of Patron.

Btw, I hate Jillian Barberie. She has this advert with some weight loss company and she catches a football, then asks how many women can do that. Like hell. I suppose she thinks all women are dumb blonds. Wait...isn't she a blond? Hmm, stupid fucker. I can fuckn' catch a damn ball.
Any kind of ball...even sport balls.

Like afore mentioned; life goes on down the toilet of society.