I felt my mouth filling with fluid. I started to gag and removed my mouth. That clear fluid ran from my mouth. It ran down my chin dripping from it.�...�Damn I had never shot off like that before,” Scott said.I wiped my wet lips off with my hand as I stood back up. Scott licked my chin then kissed me like before. He danced his tongue in my mouth as he did.I had my first cum that day. My first kiss and I had also sucked my first dick. The only thing that would have made it better was if Scott didn’t. The first weekend day I could get my husband to let everything else go, I got a bottle of wine and a sheer robe, and got him tipsy and fucked his brains out. Then I said we had to talk. I told him I had a problem and explained about my sexual needs that weren’t getting met the way things were. It was a month between the fun times like we just had and that wasn’t anywhere near what I needed.My husband asked what I did before I met him. When he confirmed that he really did want to know, I told. " Which is why we're taking this time to get back to what matters," Meredith said in a brook-no-arguments voice. "We get too lost in the shuffle sometimes." Zach and Christa don't," Brandon grumbled. "I wish I knew how they did it." I've asked," Meredith said. "I don't think they can explain. It's too much a part of who they are. They're so centered, you know? They know exactly what's important to them and how to get it." I know what's important to me too," Brandon said, thinking of the dollar. At last, she gained the refuge of her apartment, and only then did she strip off Marcella’s panties and all her other clothes, and took a long soak in a steaming hot bath. This soothed her physical aches, but did much less for her mental turmoil. Hardly knowing what she thought or felt, the young teacher put on her softest and longest nightdress and crawled into bed, curling up into a ball under the duvet. One hand clutched at her bruised and aching pussy, and the other cradled her abused.