We all have our woes and our crosses to bear. I know a nurse who's a diabetic. Living around the big easy and not being able to partake of most of the...sweets and cakes and pies that come from this region is probably one of the most insidious versions of hell. When I think about her, my particular dietary conundrum becomes less damning.I call myself a Fluitarian. That means I subsist totally on fluids and I'm kind of particular about which fluids I take in. Other than that and a fatal disability. I continued to thrust deep into her snatch over and over and before long I felt the walls of her pussy spasm and I knew she was having an orgasm. A minute later I followed her example and shot my load deep into her.As we lay across the couch edge panting, I felt my cock quiver, still half hard. I pulled out of her pussy and turned her around and stuck it back into her waiting mouth. At the thought of her tasting our juices mixed on my dick, I sprang back to life in her mouth and turned her back. “Yes. Yes” he stammered. “it’s just that you never…well, you know…did that before.”Moving my hand on his erect shaft, I smiled at him as said “I told you that I wanted to learn to please you better…” and without another word, I lowered my head to his lap and engulfed his cock fully in my mouth. He moaned loudly. Moving my hand on his shaft, and my mouth on his cock, I began to give my husband his first blowjob (at least by me).u*********sly, his hands moved to my head, and started guiding my. She reciprocated on my body until we were both squeaky clean.We usually kept our shower time to a minimal level but we dallied a little longer this time before shutting off the water and drying each other off.“You know what’s funny?” Liz asked as she paid special attention to a certain part of my anatomy.“What?” I asked.“You had a boner when you stepped into the shower,” she said, laughing.“I knew you were in there,” I answered truthfully. “You could have still had on your bikini – or a full.