I expressed my sympathy and glanced at his ring. He noticed my look and spoke softly saying that he just couldn’t bear the idea of taking it off. To...ched by his words, I found my thoughts drifting away, remembering the good times of my marriage, and how sad it must be to lose the one you love. He explained it was a car accident. A drunk driver drove the other vehicle, and hitting her head on, she died instantly. Noticing he did not seem in a hurry to leave, I asked if he had eaten yet. He. Wearing one pair, feeling the delicate material clinging tightly to my ass, I held up the other and inhaled deeply. My cock was throbbing steadily, enjoying the attention afforded by the silky fabric gently caressing the tip of my knob. I looked in the mirror, focusing on my swollen manhood bulging inside her delicate lingerie. Only a couple of hours earlier she had been my gift in pastel blue satin, sitting on my face and pressing down with such force that I’d found it difficult to breathe at. He dressed up as a slut sucked a dick on some guy until he cum in his mouth. There were a lot of such meetings there.I opened the folder about 'cummed panties and tights' and the last video interested me. He'll be with us, our laundry basket. He's looking through my wife's panties and tights. He touches my wife's panties with his cock, massages his cock with them and sniffs them. In the end he cum on them and throws them back to the laundry. And he steals my wife's tights. I was shocked, there. ’ He didn’t want to insist she do it, but it would be a big turn-on for him if he knew she was. ‘I’ll tell you what I’d be doing and you imagine it’s happening for real. You want to try that?’ ‘Yeah…’ she said softly. ‘Okay, imagine we’re somewhere nice, like a big fancy house. Something you’ve seen in a movie or a TV show. Someplace really cool where you wish you could actually live. The bedroom has a full-length window that looks out over an amazing view. Whatever you want it to be. And we’re.