After he had gone down on her, his fingers found the silky-sheer nylons that covered her spread legs, tracing the backseams and pausing where the garter attached to the welt of her stocking. He felt her cum as she realized she had triggered his fetish. She had never felt this powerful surge, deep and strong, provided by a lover who enjoyed pleasuring her this way, and whose fetish for nylon she so viscerally understood.