As my wife entered her menopause, the spirits of fear, despair, panic, and last minute panic moved into our home, and for me, stress.
Many of her friends told her that everything had changed after that; the fountain of lust and the desire for sex had dried up. Most would have resigned themselves to their fate and accepted it as biological normality. But she couldn't put up with that...
In our more than 40 years of marriage, sex was and is a very important pillar. The lust and the desire for the partner has never decreased, in fact it has even increased over the decades.
During this phase, she used every conceivable opportunity to live out the desire she still had, as if there were no tomorrow.
She herself loves being enema with glass syringes or giving me the big enemas. Then she really goes off. During this time, the glass syringes ran hot and I felt like I spent hours every day bending over to absorb the masses of water in my intestines that she planned for it. For me it was almost an insurmountable obstacle to slow her down.
At some point it was time, she had survived the menopause. And to everyone's surprise, thank God not much has changed; on the contrary, it's a little tighter now and takes a little longer to get wet. but somehow our sex got even better, hotter.
The idea of trying soap enemas came from her, so we ordered OHN soaps. She received the first soap enema, three glass syringes in a row, and she had an orgasm when I pushed the soapy solution into her.
We both feel that their menopause has been good for us; maybe redhead witches are in a better position, but now the focus is on me... 🤔how long does the steadfastness last...😂