Baby Grumble is my first baby, and so I am used to basically doing what I like when I like, and that is also the same for when I fancy a bit of Bedroom action with Mrs Grumble. When baby Grumble came along that all kinder changed and now we have to pretty much plan our sessions around when Baby Grumble is asleep.
Well it is a Saturday morning and I have a little bit of a sore head from the night before and I decide that seeing as Baby Grumble was fast asleep I would try my luck on Mrs Grumble and so it starts the usual stuff (I like detail but this part I will leave to your sick imagination).
Well, I am faced with two massive boobs filled with prime baby milk, and I am nibbling away, and that is fine then suddenly I have a mouthful of warm milk. I am retching, and I don’t know what to do I decide to spit on to the pillow while trying to hold the contents of my stomach in. I rush to the toilet to find some mouthwash and start frantically rinsing my mouth out.
As you can imagine for Mr Grumble this is a altitude killer and with all the commotion and Mrs Grumble laughing her head off Baby Grumble wakes up and seals the deal on the end of that bedroom session.
All day Mrs Grumble was laughing at me, and every time she did I felt a little bit sick.