Or was it Jilly doing it with me? “Bring your gorgeous, beautiful, young, naked body to a climax with my tongue and fingers. Next time I could give you some tie and tease, deny you your climax, your orgasm some tease and denial.”
“Of course Jilly. I want to take you to places you have never been before,” I whispered as I kissed her softly, running my tongue along her lips. Her tongue finding my clit. The woman doing the waxing suspecting I was grooming Jilly, obviously liking the idea, as I glanced at the envious, lustful look on her face. After that my sex life, our sex life. She was distracted, glancing at Robert’s naked, oily torso as I held her hand as I told her, “Relax. Give you cunnilingus, fuck you with my tongue. Yes, yes, yes. Flattering me when he whispered, “You are my dream lady, a gourmet in the kitchen and a bi-sexual whore in the bedroom. That was a tipping point for me, I had my first lesbian experience two-weeks later, confirming I was gender fluid.
