She also conquered my soul...

She caressed me, I drowned her with kisses. I was not expecting our 'passion re-union' to be turned into a 'lovers re-union'. Her head on my chest, I was kissing her hair; the shy small face I've met in the supermarket was back. She seemed taller on her stilettos; she had almost reached my 180 cm. I took her hand and showed the flat: “we are in the living-kitchen, here is my desk-library, here is the only bathroom and here is the bedroom with a reading-corner...” Alert alert alert! who says 'bed' implies 'fuck' and we were both hungry.

“No one has touched me since our first time” she whispered clinging to me in front of the bedroom; by staring her emeralds at me she seemed to wonder what was about me... I didn’t know how she managed to stay with no-action, because she told me she was known as the nympho of her entourage. **Selmi is a psycologist who only practices for the 3rd gender people and only her intimate entourage knows her 'masculine' identity with which she opened her office in the megalopolis, because the 3rd gender is not accepted, even severely punished, in this fuck'n country.**

Time to catch her breath in the living, she returned to the room to put her little suitcase in; she behaved like at home; I really liked it. From there she shouted -“Don't you want to see your gifts?”... 'Your gifts', there were so many but what... yuppie!. I ran to reach her, the little girl in me couldn't wait for Christmas time to open the packages: “I’ll show you all one by one”... First she took out a set of sparkling purple lingerie: a padded bra in lace and without straps, a g-string to cover just my clit of 11 cm, a stockings with suspenders, a skin color shapewear... and and and, a peep-toe shoes in purple patent-leather with Cuban high-heels for my elephant feed. **Why purple, because I've told her before the purple was my favourite coulour.** When I asked to try them she told me “All these are for tomorrow sweety, I’ll dress you”...

Once again my heart was in tam-tam, my clit half-awake but my cunt was in contraction, she was hungry too. My lips, my cheeks, my tongue, my throat, my cave were all waiting to be stuffed; Selmi was dragging me, perhaps to make me more horny, but I couldn’t wait...