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Shall we push the limits?? Ramona @dilfandmilf69

Just a little squeeze….. ❤️ Ramona

Wanting to wrap my legs around him

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Drag your tongue all over me

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Sunburnt soaked tittes dilfandmilf69

Climb back to bed with me dilfandmilf69

I love big booty bitches specially when they married!!!!

I fucked her last night before she went home to her husband

Her husband is deployed so here I am.

Balls deep on these married hoes

Life has a funny way of throwing you off track and keeping you on your toes. On our way home from the hospital my mother and I got rear ended by a truck. My glasses fell off my head from the impact and flew into the back seat. I had to hold the phone so close to my face to dial 911 because I couldn’t see. As if today already didn’t suck enough having my mom’s pet scan for cancer god just wanted to add this to the plate. My mother and I were both shaking, our bodies are in pain. The car was drivable so we drove to the hospital. We sat there for hours, thank you covid. The waiting room was full to the max, people were sleeping on the floor. We gave up and left. Lessons learned today- life challenges us at all times, I have to let go of things I can’t control, it’s better to roll with the punches. Keeping fingers crossed that my moms scans come back clean. Hoping for a better tomorrow.

As I sit here in the morning of Christmas Eve, tired from wrapping and making sure I’m not forgetting somethings I reflect on my childhood and how growing up it was such a magical time. As I got older the magic faded until I had kids. Having them brings me right back to that little girl that believed and wrote letters to Santa. Going to sleep on Christmas Eve with butterflies in my tummy forcing myself to fall asleep just so he comes. My parents would get one big gift that I really wanted and a few small ones. I didn’t grow up with a whole living room floor covered with presents like my husband. I never felt like I was missing out on anything because that’s all I knew, I also knew that my parents loved to travel and would take me along. I got to experience different cultures from a young age and those memories can’t be wrapped under the tree. As kids get older my husband and I think we will do the same. Making memories with our kids as a family even if it’s just getting dinner at a restaurant will go a long way. I hope everyone out there has a wonderful Christmas Eve, don’t forget to leave your cookies and milk out for Santa. The money spent, the hours of wrapping will all be worth it when you see that sparkle in their eye!

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I decided that for 2022 I will try to write something at least 2-3 times a week. My memory is not the greatest and I know there’s so many good moments I just let go by so this is my way to document my life. If you are new here, I’m Kate. I am a working mom, a wife to my high school sweetheart, PTO president, small business owner ( well trying to start it now). I love creating just about anything. My favorite is when I see my ideas which at first seemed crazy come to life. I am from a small country called Latvia and both my parents and I moved to US when I was just 11. I went to the same school as a little foreign girl that I am now PTO president at. My best quality would have to be my work ethic, i apply myself fully to any project I work on. I hate being late so if you are the one that always shows up late to events we can’t be friends. I like to cook thank you to tik tok i’m getting kinda good at it. I love the smell of clean laundry and the feel of clean sheets. I like to give meaningful gifts. I love to travel, covid has made it hard. Community events melt my heart. I have my opinions on politics but will hear anyone out, we don’t have to agree that is ok. I respect the flag, the military and anyone in uniform that’s how I was raised. I cry when I hear certain songs and my eyes fill up with tears each year my kids blow out candles on their cake. I struggle with mental health and I’m hoping that by keeping this blog going it will help me work though some things. This blog is for me to hopefully make me a better person, mother and wife. I need to start looking at the positives in my life instead of stressing about what might happen, what won’t work out. I hate carrying around so much stress, it’s making me not be fun to be around. So join me on this journey if you wish. This is going to be my honest corner of the internet. No filters, no staged pictures just real life stuff. I will share the blessings along with the struggles because no one is perfect. 

1/3/2022

Back to work after being off for 12 days and all I want to do is go back home and snuggle with my 4 year old daughter. I put away all the Christmas decorations in my office and it looks sad, I watered the plant that i inherited from my friend that got fired a few months back. Once I logged into my computer it felt like I never even had the time off. The 200 unanswered emails, the lack of drive and motivation this place gives me is still here. I promised myself that 2022 was going to be different so I will answer the rest of those emails, create some posts for work. Breakout my new planner for 2022 and start writing down my weekly goals and motivations. I’ll start small, like re-organizing my closet and donating or selling things I no longer wear. Can you keep a secret? My dream would be to live in an RV or a tiny house. I know it sounds crazy with 2 kids but especially now when the world seems like such a scary place it would be amazing to just go. Go to a place that kids can run around free with no masks, I can go to sleep with not worrying about bills or anxiety about my job a place where we can truly spend time as a family. I wish to be the person that stays out in the rain when it’s raining instead of looking for cover, i used to be that girl. Somehow I lost her along the way, I miss her. The free spirit, go with the flow attitude was replaced by lists, planning and stress. I will find her again, she’s still in me. I feel her when I laugh at something my kids did, she’s with me when randomly my husband says lets go for a walk or a drive. Crafting has really been working for me to bring her back. She’s the girl that used to take the pee smelling subway into Cambridge for a watercolor class. I don’t blame my kids or my husband that I lost her, life got in the way. Mental health did a number on me and I am now working on picking up the pieces. It’s something I struggle with everyday but I need to be whole for my family. I need to enjoy moments with them, even on days when it’s hard. Anyone that struggles with mental health will understand how it’s a constant battle that you have internally. Somedays are good, others set you back. Because I am a mom, on the bad days I can’t just take a break the little humans still need me. Truth be told to keep going I need them just as much. 

We rarely like the same movies, like ever. I’m waiting up for his movie to end, I’ve hardly paid attention but tried to not annoy him with my phone.

I cannot stand this movie. I’ve seen it before. He doesn’t like my movies either. But I don’t whine. I’m curled up by him with an e-book. If we waited to pick a movie we both liked we would sit here for 16 years.

I’ll be a good girl until this movie is over. I hear there are rewards girls who don’t complain.

Submission y'all. In the little things, not just the sexy things.

6:15-8 am. children wake up. One of us get out of bed with them and let the other sleep. We discuss this the night before. This weekend it’s my turn to get up with the kids.

Breakfast, throw in laundry, keep an eye on kids while they play. Fold clothes, catch up on music housekeeping in between kid stuff.

Kids watch some cartoons, on Apple TV, not suffering through whatever was on TV like I did in the 80s.

Husband wakes up mid morning. I shower while he hangs with the kids.

He showers and kids eat lunch. Kids settled in for nap or quiet time, depending on age.

Saturday nap time is our planned fun time. I wait face down with my legs opened, but heels pressed together. He likes walking in to this view. Today I’m not in an ounce of trouble, my attitude has been great. I’m rewarded with brief control of a vibrator. He snatches it away right before I orgasm and flips me over on my back. He slams into me while twisting my nipples. I nearly come out of my skin. Orgasm is still denied.

He holds me down by my neck and finishes. He stays in me and tells me I can make myself cum, quickly. I comply.

He rolls off of me and lies back. “Keep cumming. I want to watch that face. Don’t stop until I say so.”

He wedges the vibrator against my asshole. My fingers get to work. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to ask before I cum. “May I, Sir?”

Permission granted. He takes control of the vibrator and my nipples. I don’t want to cum again, I am so tired and feel gross. I am limp and can’t think.

He drives me to two more orgasms, then tucks me in.

I sleep for an hour, then ask to soak in the tub. I am so, so sore. He agrees and takes the kids outside.

We figure out dinner, return Redbox rentals, play with with kids. A few bills come in the mail, he talks to me about when certain expenses are due and how that will impact discretionary spending for May. May is an expensive month for parents of school age kids!

The saga of Children’s Bedtime begins. We survive bedtime and he heads for the man cave. He’s exhausted and doesn’t want to think. He asks if I need anything from him. I say no… I know he wants to veg out and I need sleep badly.

I’m given 30 min to watch a show, read or entertain myself on phone. No chores allowed. He doesn’t come up to make sure I’m off by said bedtime. He knows I’ll obey.

I refill my vitamins after taking Saturday dose, wash face, brush teeth and put pajamas on.

Sometimes he takes me in the middle of the night. I Try to always go to bed ready, cleaning up shaving and putting on preferred panties. My neck is sore so I turn on heating pad. I punch out this blog and now I’m off to bed.

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