Tasting the good FLESH

I had hardly understood that I was not dreaming, that she grabbed my hand, got closer and murmured, “I can and would like to continue this night with you but must you accept the double-gendered that I am”... Surprise on surprise... Taste the good food and the good FLESH at the same time!... my biggest dream since the beginning of my bi-something. Thank you very much!! Hedones, Voluptas and Krishna, my dearest wish has been granted. I turned to her, put my finger on her lips to silence her and caressed her cheek to reassure her: “no worries, I love all pleasures... I have always fantasized of such an experience but I never dared to take the first step” I was gasping and sniffing the bitter sweet smell of my enchantress. My confession as a hidden Virgin seemed to have surprised her. However, it had excited me because the big winner was going to be the SHE in me”. I added, “gadgets have no soul, even if they respond to the most acute desires”, under his growing eyes.
When leaving the restaurant Selmi invited me to her place. “We’ll be more comfortable, I have everything I need,” she said which means “I’ll run the show”. She looked lovely in her flowing dress. Walking the few hundred meters in bracetto I was really ready for all excesses, also ready to comply with my LORDESS, the first and only till now... Two French-beds in black satin sheets; each in a corner; their colors contrasted with the rest of the only huge room all in white; the walls, the kitchen and even the leather “L” sofa. She drew me to it: “Sit down” and walked away to serve. Returned with a single drink: “Got you enough, don’t spoil the rest of the night”. "I have a dry throat" I lamented, "she climbed over me and stuck her wet tongue in my mouth, “suck it.” The whole night was to take place on sporadic directives and exclamations of pleasure.
At the end of our oral dance I had quenched my thirst. The way she used her fleshy tongue and hands told me a lot... I had also explored her beautiful round and firm buttocks. My mature mushroom had awakened. She felt it and began to undo my pant with one hand while the other was squeezing my thighs. She got rid of my pants and my shirt and then stood up on her legs to drop the straps of her dress which slipped at her feet. Her bronze sculpture was in front of me...