Midnight Tradition.

Ever since we had our first son, Tristan, we have decided to take advantage of all the "extra" benefits of parenthood. I remember when my husband first introduced th idea: my first thought was"NO WAYYYY." It kinda seemed wrong and unfair to the baby. But he begged and pleaded for me to allow him to do it. Finally, late one night I agreed; but only if he promised to suck very gently at first. He curled up close to me and nestled his head comfortably on my bosom. Slowly he stretched my worn t-shirt down enough to expose my nipple and curled his lips around the tiny pucker. As he began to suck I noticed how relaxed he became and how much comfort it was giving him. His eyes were closed but he still sucked like no tomorrow. It felt good to know how much pleasure it was giving him. From then on we made it a tradition: Daddy's Midnight Snack. Sometimes he'd fall asleep, still sucking on my plump breasts. It was very sweet to see him being so vulnerable and needy. It still is something that we try to make time for every night!