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Although my wife and I still do it quite often after 15 years of marriage (several times a week), I also really, very much jerked off. Either alone or with my wife.

If I want to get it alone, my wife chose tights for me. We have in this bedroom A “play box” in which my wife collects all the pantyhose that have caught a running man and which she can no longer carry to the skirt or dress. Then I spread the pantyhose, with mine tail automatically becomes hard and grows.

Then I stroke the inside of my thighs, whereby the fragrant nylon triggers indescribable feelings. I caress about my nylon covered cock.

Then when I notice that I can no longer hold back for long, I tear the tights in front so that I can touch my cock well. Then the rest of the pantyhose has to believe that I jerked off with my right hand and the left tore ass and Legs The tights. When I feel the raging nylon, I inevitably come, I inject fully and intensely.

Then I take off the remnants of the ruined tights and rub myself dry, before I usually go under the shower, where the warm water on my body makes the orgiastic feeling of cumshot even longer.

When I jerk with my wife, it is less of a material murdering.

Most of the time, she wears tights, often also spicy holding -free stockings, but always her beloved dark red high heels. I, on the other hand, stay without nylon. At first we lie snuggled side by side, stroke ourselves and also horny ourselves up with words – everyone tells of their fantasies and sexual dreams (we kept that from the beginning of our friendship / marriage and certainly contributed to it so that we can also do so after sofor a long time still hot together). At some point then my wife crouches so that I can look at her still crisp ballary car, which I love to do.

She lets her fingers disappear under the waistband of tights in the dripping shell and love my hand with the other hand Egg. I rub my cock with pleasant and pierced her roaring buttocks and thighs or go with the thumb under the waistband of tights rosette. She finds that particularly horny.

We can do it for a very long time, because my wife makes sure that she first experiences a few juicy blissers before she wants to be injected with my juice for the final. If she realizes that it is now going out, she slides a bit higher and leans forward so that she can stroke the tip of my tail with her little pear tits.

That finally kills me, usually it only takes a few seconds and the juice sprays fully on her tits, which usually also gives her an exit.

We always cuddle together, after all, we go under the shower together, where you can stroke wonderfully afterwards. Incidentally, my wife always supported my love for nylon, she also has a lot of fun, although tights belong to her daily outfit and is not as special for her as for me. Only the tearing does not like it, so I only do it if I am alone.

When we drive it, Nylon does not play a major role – except when she comes home later and enjoys it when I fell over her at the kitchen table. This fulfills extraordinarily, even if the pantyhose is sometimes damaged in excitement or has to believe her panties on it, and occasionally a few buttons from the blouse occasionally fly from the blouse.

Usually it doesn’t stay with the one fuck that day after such a violent quicky.

When I am traveling professionally and have to spend the night in the hotel, my wife always puts me one or more tights from our “toy box” in my flight case. When I lie in bed in the evening, we almost still telephot with each other.

She too is already in our bed with a glass of wine and her cigarillos and we will stroke ourselves tenderly and tell ourselves quietly what we are doing with us and what we would like to do with the other. However, I always ruin the pantyhose when cumshot – it just hits me megamily.

And if it takes longer than planned and I no longer have toys from home, then I get some at Karstadt or Kaufhof – even if the sellers at the cash register can hardly imagine what a short -term, “misused” existencethe tights in my hand will probably have, because the “new” will unfortunately not survive our evening telephone wanks ..

My wife only asked me for one thing: I don’t want to dispose of the drewed and fully sprayed tights into the trash of the hotel room, but rather bring home with you again, where they hike into the garbage can. “What else should the hotel people think when a single gentleman stays in the room …”

When she told her friend a little about our games a long time ago, she reacted defensively – she would never do that for her husband.

My wife replied: “Why should he not do what he wants Wife Get – at least that’s how he runs to no other ”. That’s right – I have never done our marriage in all the years.

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