I got on my knees, grabbed her waist and lifted her ass of the bed. Her legs dangled in the air and her tits swayed quickly beneath me as I hammered a...way at her. The bed moved back and forth beneath us, and although the solid headboard didn't move, the bed frame tapped against the wall."Yes... fuck me!" she said, even louder.I fucked her like this for about five minutes, I was sweating and could see a little gleam of sweat on her. The bed was making a racket and she continued talking dirty. She went on to explain that she had been working on a huge project at her “real” job and just finished a long stint so her boss gave her a few days off so when she awoke she felt like she wanted some fun as she told me most times she enjoys sex with her clients as many were wealthy, well mannered and cared about her enough to know she was there for their pleasure and would be there if they treated her well. She went on to say it never felt like a job or work as she enjoyed sex with men who. He felt surprisingly fit for such an early hour; so he rose, went to the window, and peered out across the placid lake. Beyond the lake he could see the South Downs. It was a magnificent view.Everything was still and peaceful and he smiled as the events of putting Jessica to bed the evening before came to him.She’d certainly responded well to his clitty nibbling; which had blown her mind! His too! He’d come in his pants; and consequently, had dozed off in front of the TV!The next thing he knew. I was sad about that.I didn’t breastfeed the first time around. My mother forbade it as indecent. Willa had bottles of milk and formula, and half the time I didn’t get to give her those. But breastfeeding was so intimate and personal. I knew that I nourished my daughter with what I ate while I was pregnant, but you don’t really realize what that means until you see her actually sucking the milk out of your breast. I just felt so close to her when she came to me for food.She was up and cruising.