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Like Lee-Lee, Fang was petite, but her small ass easily lifted me off the bed. "I've never been stretched like this. Keep fucking me, Sam."

"I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"No, no. My pussy is smiling. You bring her such joy."

"Because, Fang, if I'm hurting you, I'd have to kiss it and make it better."

She laughed. "Sam, I don't think you need an excuse to eat my pussy, but right now, I need you to fuck me good."

When I ate her, she moaned softly until she had an orgasm. It was then that she got loud and then louder. I have no idea what she was saying; it was in Mandarin. The same was true when we fucked. She'd start out in English, but then it became indecipherable, at least to me.

I was to find that was true for all the women, in all the places I taught ESL. Their English was good until they were having an orgasm. Unconsciously they reverted to their native language. Of course, it didn't bother me. I just ate. "Fang, how do you say, ‘I love your pussy in Mandarin?'

"Sam, you'll never remember, besides, I like it when you show Fang Chen's pussy how much you love it. Not just tell me. Are you ready to show me again?"

The teachers in this international school were from just about any country you could think of, and although I got along with them, I didn't ask any of them out, nor did any of them approach me.

Besides, Fang Chen gave me all I could handle.

It was little more than a week after the first time. Fang came to my apartment and we didn't hesitate to go to bed. "Sam, your tongue does amazing things to my pussy, and I've never felt anything so big inside me . . ."

"But . . ."

"I feel so bad. You've done wonderful things to me and I haven't pleasured you."

"There's nothing more pleasurable than the taste of your pussy."

"That's so nice of you, but by pleasuring you I mean with my mouth. I hate the word blowjob and I think cocksucker is disgusting. Sam, I want to pleasure you."

"You can, but Fang it's unnecessary."

"I know but I want to." She threw back the covers and went down on me. "My God, Sam, I've felt it and it was bigger than anything I've ever had, but seeing it, oh my. My husband wasn't half as big, like most Chinese men. The American men I've been with weren't nearly this big. Sam, please let me try to pleasure it."

Fang didn't wait for my answer. Her tongue started on my cockhead. Then she ran her tongue down to my balls. Looking up at me, she licked my balls. "So big and Sam, so pleasurable in my pussy." She flicked her tongue back to my head, looking me in the eyes all the time.

Then she put her lips over that head and then slowly worked her way down. She got half down before she stopped and slowly started back up and took it out. "That's all I can take, Sam. I can't imagine anyone could take more, but I promise you I will pleasure you."

Then she took my cock back in her mouth, just about as far as before, but this time her lips went up and down, up and down. "Hmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm."

Fang Chen kept going and going. She was relentless, enthusiastic and very skilled. "Please Sam," she took it out, "give me your man cream. Let me know I have pleasured you completely. I want it, Sam."

It took a while longer, which Fang didn't seem to mind, but eventually I filled her mouth. "Hmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmm, you are so tasty, and gave me so much. Thank you, Sam."

Two or three nights a week. I ate and we fucked. About once a week, "Sam, I know how much you like to eat me, which surprises a woman my age, but tonight I want to pleasure you."

My first ESL contract was for six months. All my evaluations were excellent, and my supervisor in New York called and offered me another six-month contract. "Sam, we don't want our teachers to become too attached to an area or a school; we've learned if we let them they'll never leave and end up quitting our firm, and being hired by the school. Where would you like to go?" He gave me some options.

TO BE CONTINUED

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