"Uhh, fuck" was all Bill could say now.? I grabbed him by the hips andstarted pumping him, slowly at first, but his body language told me hewanted mor....? I sped up and now he grunted on every stroke.? I was sosex-crazed at this point I didn't care what gender he was, I had to havemy release.? Bill braced against the wall of the shower and I went infor the kill.? I reached around and stroked his cock in time to myplunges, and within a minute we were both getting ready to cum.? I heardhim scream. "Uh, well sometimes," she finally stammered."Oh, I was just curious since you don't date boys."Nothing more was said or asked about that subject for over a week. I felt relieved that I wouldn't have to answer any more personal questions regarding my sexual life, or so I thought."Hi Dad," Cindy greeted me one evening. She was wearing her terry-cloth robe having just taken a shower."Hi yourself. Have a good day?" I asked."Not bad. Dad, do you think I'm pretty?" Not in the least," I said smiling. I asked if I should talk to Bobby?"Absolutely," she said, "communication is vital in a marriage. Don't do what most couples do and wait until it's too late; start right now, get used to talking to your spouse from the very start, but don't try talking to him when he's driving or working on something for his job. Most wives try talking at the dinner table because they think he's a captive audience, don't do that either; select a location where you won't be bothered and there are no distractions.. Then, quite suddenly, he groaned and uttered those fateful words, Im going to be sick! And before I could do anything, he clasped his hand to his mouth and began to vomit. As quick as I could, I pushed him into the bathroom, where we both fell on the floor in front of the lavatory. In that instant, he retched and threw-up into the toilet, well, all over it actually! God, what a mess! And the smell was enough to make me want to vomit too! But I managed to keep hold of him, kneeling upright in.