So I instead encouraged her to send pics of her bra and panties. I have a bra and panties fetish. I sent her pics of my dick.She would wait till her s...n slept. I would instruct her on what to do as she would rub and play with herself. She told me how she would be sucking my dick and making me cum.One day she said she was in my city due to work and told me to come over. I was feeling nervous but went anyway. I got to see all the descriptions of her in real life for the first time. She was. Mami wahan sirf peticoat pehan kar kapde dho raheen the, jab unhone mujhe wahan pe dekha to achanak wo chaunk gayeen aur kaha ki tum yahan kya kar rahe ho to maine bataye ki main to soap lene ke lie aaya hoon,To unhone muje aage badh kar mujhe soap dena chaha, isse chakkar mein unka peticoat achanak khul gaya. Unhon peticoat ke niche kuch bhi nahin pehna tha. Iskaran wo achanak meri saamne puri nangi ho gayeen aur mein unhein is tarah dekh kar main shock gaya aur waheen unhein khada khada. Maybe something consenting. Something new. Sort of liven things up.”“Do you think that things need to be livened up?”“Oh, no. I was just worried that you might. We’ve been married twenty years. You might be getting bored with me.”I smiled. “Honey, I love you to death. I’d never be bored with you. You’re as beautiful and sexy as the day I saw you in Professor Rothbard’s lecture. We’re forever. I don’t want anyone else. We’ll be together till the end.”“Uh huh. Absolutely. Till the end.”We made. I felt incredibly submissive and vulnerable. Bill moved the bottle to the other nostril, and without saying a word I inhaled deeply again. Things were starting to go fuzzy and my body was getting warm. Bill repeated the process making me inhale again and again from both nostrils. He screwed the cap back on, set the bottle down, and just stood there a moment. “First time?" he laughingly asked. I think I said yes, but my head was absolutely buzzing. “Wait until you see how deep you can take.