Like hand in glove?

References made within this post may not make sense at this moment in time boys and girls; and for those with an eagle eye you may notice there was no post last night but within a couple of hours one may appear. If it does don't worry, you're not going mad; you see we started a post last night and then we got distracted by our inherent horniness - we are so stupidly horny, you've probably already gathered that much but still it's fantastic to be so horny all the time when we're together. We make each other so hot and as last night it's awesome how a simple kiss can lead to full on sex - that's all that happened, my baby gave me a kiss, I didn't let the kiss go so it became a snog, my hand disappeared down my baby's pants and before you know it my arse was getting shagged rotten. It's just fantastic to have tons of sex and top quality sex at that; we could never tire of sex or get enough of it - it's the best experience two boyfriends could ever have - sex, sex, sex - dirty, horny, hard sex. I love to feel my baby inside of me and my baby loves to feel himself inside of me; it's so good we've not switched for months and we have no plans to either - we are so damn happy.

But still I've got to finish last nights post at some point because you have to know about the three way butt blaster and the anal grenade - I bet you all can't wait now I've whet you're appetites! I can hear the questions going through your mind - what's an anal grenade? Stay tuned boys and girls all may be revealed, that's unless you're under the age of consent in which case what are you doing reading this blog? Stop right now or I'll tell your parents! You may not have to worry anyway because if the choice between a blog entry and sex with my baby rears it's head again, the blog's going to lose out, no question! Anyway I'm sure I mentioned in last nights missing post (you see this is turning difficult already) that I so wanted my baby to try his three way butt blaster on me, if I did (and you ever see the post) it's a lie, a total and utter lie. I don't need it, I've not yet tried it but I know I don't need it because there is no way on this earth that it can be any better than the real thing - better than my baby's cock, it has to be impossible. But if I'm proven wrong and it is better then there'll be no more posts on here because there'll be no more me - I'll be dead. Seriously, I don't think I could take any more pleasure than I get from my baby, I don't even think anything more pleasurable has even been invented and even if it has I don't want any part of it - I'm not joking I think it would kill me. Besides I wouldn't trade my baby for anything in the World - if someone offered me, I don't know, a million pounds to leave my baby and never see or speak to him again I wouldn't take it; hand on heart not a chance. Sure the money would set me up for the rest of my life and I'd probably never have to worry about anything ever again; but what's the point in living a life without love? Love brings happiness and contentment, love has no price - it can't be bought or sold, love can't be found everywhere - sometimes it's a long and lonesome search; I'd take my baby everyday of the week without hesitation. I love him to bits, my beautiful boyfriend xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.

So, sex last night - there were no butt blasters, anal grenades or any other sex toys involved; it was just my baby and I, skin against skin, lots of foreplay followed by a long, hard shagging and it was spectacular. My baby worked me into a fever, honestly I was convulsing with pleasure whilst getting laid, absolutely in bits - my baby's mentioned on many occasions that he's never seen a guy get so much pleasure with him, a fact I find hard to believe because he is an orgasm machine; he gives me anal orgasms pretty much on demand and they are the most earth shattering orgasms. He mentioned it again last night after we'd finally recovered and in hindsight it honestly makes us both laugh about it because it does absolutely devastate me, I become delirious with pleasure; whatever it turns my baby on even more to see me in such a state and he's learned not to stop and ask if I'm okay - instead he ploughs away even harder and faster.

So we don't know but we guess maybe we're just made for each other both in and out of the bedroom. Sure sex is not everything in a relationship but it's very important for us at least, we both love lots of it and if it's top drawer quality then it does make us want more and more. Perhaps we're just the perfect fit for each other, say like hand in glove or more pointedly cock in bottom............?