I represent the fickle male gender. About one time...
I represent the fickle male gender. About one time in four, I find an angel that I swear I will return to. About one in eight, I swear that she will be my steady sweetheart. I will never leave her. I will return until I die or run out of money.
But that does not last. In fact, I change my sweethearts after at most two returns. It wasn’t always like that, but it is now.
Lilli and Lina at 99 Health Care are an example of my vicissitudes. I visited this place a month ago, looking for Mandy.
Lilli opened the door, wearing a white see-through blouse. Oh my god. Those amber-pointed strawberries mounted on pure soft white mangos. Forget Mandy. I am hungry for strawberries.
After undressing, Lilli proceeds to the seventh heaven table shower room and removes all her clothes to give me a thorough wash. Her milky chest is just so beautiful to see. Lilli washes my equipment thoroughly and then applies a soft oral massage to my frenzied phallus. She sucks so sensuously that I have to stop her to keep from providing an early salty meal. I sit up on the wash table and reach down to rapidly massage her lotus flower with my middle finger. She is really into it. I spray warm shower water over her pussy as her hips tremble in ecstasy.
I am falling in love with Lilli. She asks me how much tip I will leave her. My standard response “My tip will be the biggest you receive this morning. “
Back in the massage room, I skip the rub ritual and gently lift Lilli's face, with her hips at the foot of the table and her knees pointing at the ceiling. I study her female flower. Small, delicate lips, a tiny forked seed of a clit that looks like the head under a nun's habit. Using both hands, I spread her pussy lips and gently but rapidly lick the nun’s head up and down, sideways, and in circular swirls. After ten minutes, she is again trembling and convulsing, and the most silvery tones are exiting her throat.
I am very tired and, though excited, my rod has softened and gone to sleep. I lie supine and ask her in Chinese Ni kou yi xia? This means something like “Suck me a little.” She obliges. She first gently licks my soft fountain head and then takes it into her warm, soft mouth and swirls her tongue under it so it is pressed up against her palate. My Lord. Is that good!! The blood starts filling the tiny cavities in my cock, and it slowly hardens and grows. Soon it is raging again, and I am moaning in ecstasy as she sucks it in and out of her tulip lips.
Then a knock on the door. Lilli opens. A petite topless angel enters. She heard us having fun, and she is bored waiting for the doorbell. Lilli introduces Lina. Lina is less curvy than Lilly, but her face is prettier. To get ahead of the sale, I offer Lina $100 to help Lilli send me to heaven. I am still infatuated and enchanted by Lilli. But both girls are happy to have fun and make money, so why not spread the love and the green around?
Lina strips naked and climbs on the table, straddling my face. The room is light enough that I can see that her orchid is different from her co-worker’s. Lina has a butterfly pussy with thick, fleshy wings and a head that is buried under a cape. Lilly’s has more delicate folds and that little nun head with a flowing veiled habit. I have attached a photo somewhat similar to Lina.
Wow. I pull that gorgeous orchid down and between my lips. I take all, the head, the cape, the curtains into my mouth and suck gently.
Lilly says something that I do not understand, but for one word, “gao chao,” which means orgasm. I hope I can bring the darling Lina to a climax. I lick and suck. I fuck her moon cave with my tongue. She moans.
Meanwhile, my sweetheart Lilli is fellating my engorged cock. I feel every stroke of her lips on the glans, every flick of her tongue on the neck. Then, as I once again draw Lina’s entire butterfly into my mouth, I feel the shocks of pleasure shooting from the tip of my organ to my brain and the spurts of semen shooting down my urethra and into Lilli’s waiting mouth. I release Lina’s flower only to scream with joy.
So who do I love, Lilli, Lina, Mandy, or someone else? A fellow monger once advised me never to fall in love with a hooker. I fall in love with all of them.
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