"If you don't like it" she continued, "why don't you quit this job and finish your law studies full-time? That way, you'd start at the top. Well, the ...iddle, anyway." "I don't have the dough. And it will look good on my resume. Always looks better for a law student to be doing the shitwork of a law firm than some grocery store..."She flinched at this."Excuse me, I've been doing this... this "shitwork" since almost the time you were born..."Oh-oh! Looks like I was in for an inter-generational. I begin to fuck him in earnest, loving the sound of my ass slapping against his legs. As Nick begins to move his hips to meet my thrusts he begins to pant and moan in pleasure. My pussy is flooded and my lips are sore from the abuse. I love when we’re rough. Nick grabs my hair to pull in for a kiss. He then returns his hands to digging into my soft back and his mouth to my greedy breasts. They are slapping together and bouncing between his attempts to pull them into his mouth. It’s pure. The feel of body against mine and me holding her firmly was certainly getting me worked up and I could feel my cock hardening.I managed to get her upstairs and put her on her bed before going down and shutting the front door. I went back up and she was still asleep. I looked at her and my mind started imagining what it would be like to see her naked. This resulted in my cock getting even firmer than it was. I tried to force this thought from my mind and went back downstairs.It seemed that there. We saw Sally and Abi again at dinner, and Abi thanked my parents profusely for looking after Sally, and bought them a bottle of wine as a thank-you. Abi caught my eye and smiled conspiratorially at me, as well she might.After dinner, I went for my usual post-prandial stroll along the cliffs. The weather was still lovely and warm, so I went right round to the headland and sat on a rustic bench listening to the waves breaking over the rocks below and thinking over the day’s sexual exploits yet.