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So that’s how it is when you have reached the point where everything changes. The world turns and I don’t know where my head is.
This change started with my wife’s illness. After only 2 years of marriage, she got this back disease.
Daily Pains And an eternal treatment left significant traces in our married life. The rather few traffic beforehand fell asleep. Not that it would have bothered me, but from time to time a little sex was missing me.
Initially I was content with looking at porn sites and the associated Jerk off of my tail. I enjoyed this passive excitement.
But over time I was no longer awesome by looking at normal porn. The network is full of clear material. So I rummaged on many sides and found ever more extreme practices. Over time, I found that it always dragged me on one side.
There were women’s laundry carriers and transvestites here. I didn’t know that I am so open to my own gender and it surprised me. First I denied this tendency. I’m not gay or anyway? Why suddenly I like cocks and asses of guys in women’s laundry? Well well, some of them have breasts and looks very feminine.
They look like normal women. But the rest?
Nevertheless, I was always drawn to the side and mine tail Fed that very much. Some DWT had their own profiles and private photos of themselves and their activities. I particularly liked two profiles.
Schwanzlutscher and Marie. Schwanzlutscher was a fairly young narrow -built guy who made no secret of his tendency and always enjoyed his photos with thick dildos. He mostly wore very erotic Lingerie. He told me that these were of his girlfriend in a later chat.
Marie was roughly my age and hairless. A man completely without hair. The whole body naked. Only covered in delicate lingerie.
He had mostly painted the toenails to the lingerie. Marie was strongly built. It was immediately recognizable that he often goes to the studio. He was also big.
Not like a tail sucker, the rather my small size of approx. 170 cm. Marie was 189 cm. With high heels on the feet, it measure just under 200 cm.
Both had a great cock between their legs. They were straight and of different stature. While the cock sucker was wearing a rather small but thick cock, Marie Lang’s tail was and of average thickness. In a direct comparison to the two cocks, mine is more in between.
However, he is not as thick as that of the tail sucker. Not as long as Marie’s a little thicker.
For a while I alternately watched the two of them ass Brew with dildos and other objects. Always in horny lingerie, hot stockings or other feminine cladding.
Marie often ran through the city forest of her city as a hooker. Mostly without panties and with a plug in the ass. The stiff pipe always presented. Swan carnation, however, stayed at home most of the time and had very few photos of activities outside of his four walls.
However, he always received another DWT. The photos then showed how he blew the tail, let himself be fucked deep into the ass and then that sperm let in his mouth cunt or on his body. His cock itself was always untouched.
But not mine. I had to get one down with the photos.
I was so heated by it that I didn’t notice my wife in the door. She was a visit to the doctor and before the afternoon I didn’t expect her. Now, however, she stood behind me at an angle and watched me still while doing my hustle and bustle. When I finally sprayed my juice into the handkerchief ready, she was clearing her throat.
Oh man, how I am frightened.
Puller red and stuttering I tried to cover myself. To make the events invisible. But it was too late for that.
My wife still stood there and said nothing. She just watched how I desperately tried to close the side and in my shame wall. After an infinitely long period of explanations and excuses, she lifted her hand very quietly. This calm gesture let me fall silent.
In my excitement I took a few steps to her. However, she just stopped. The hand sank down again and a silence filled the room.
Then happened, which I couldn’t count on with.
The closeness of my wife and the embarrassing situation of my nudity excited me. My cock started to twitch very easily. I turned my gaze down to the raining worm. I looked up again with a red head and she continued to be unmoved.
I was just about to apologize when her boot tip hit me exactly between the Legs And in my swollen cock the pain mercilessly hit. Cuming together, I protectively tore my arms from the injured under -area of my body. I stared at her with opened eyes. Then the blow of her hand hit me in the middle of the face.
I felt all five fingers on my left cheek. I would never have believed in such a force. Met by the kick and the blow much I to the ground.
With a quick step she took me, leaned deep down to my head and spoke in a very gentle voice.
>If you like cocks, you should have them. From now on I will call up the page and set hooker photos of you. I’ll let you fuck you by guys. You will blow cocks until the sperm runs out of your ears.
I will watch you and be satisfied or satisfied. But you will never touch me again.<
The event was almost a year ago. Since then everything has changed for me. Business I am still the man I was.
But I am now privately Lola. The Lola, which can be used in the public of foreign couples, men, transsexuals and DWT in all possible perversions. My wife takes photos of everything and when I can no longer and you like my fuck partner, she lets herself in front of my eyes fuck. But I have not been allowed to touch them since this fateful day.
I got to know the tail socket and Marie a few months later. But I tell you that in a different story.
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