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I just smiled down at him.

He might have been sixty years old with a head full of white hair, but grinding against him, I felt something. Maybe my sixth sense was wrong.

After two dances, “Mr. Wang, let me show you around the villa, it should be ready by now. I hope you like it enough to book it for next year.”

It was a short ride in the limo from the restaurant. In the backseat, I sat close to Mr. Wang. He put his hand high up on my thigh. I did not object. I smiled.

I was like a realtor showing a high end property. I made sure when we went upstairs, I led the way. Mr. Wang could not help but see my swaying ass.

Upstairs, I saved the master bedroom for last. Although it was dark, I opened the drapes. “Mr. Wang, in the morning, you’ll see that you’re right on the beach. The views are fantastic.”

“Miss Suzette, I’m look at the most fantastic view right now.” He put his arms around me like we were dancing and kissed me on the mouth.

I didn’t hesitate. My tongue was in his mouth. Then his was in mine, and he slid both his hands down to my ass.

Momentarily, I pulled away. His expression indicated he was disappointed. “Mr. Wang, if we’re going to do, what I think you want to do, I can’t do it like this. Help me with the zipper on my dress.”

I turned around.

I wasn’t surprised that he’d done this before. My dress fell to the floor around my feet. I stepped out of it.

I don’t mean to brag but since I turned eighteen men told me how beautiful I was. You might think that they were just trying to get in my panties. Some time, like now, I wasn’t wearing any panties.

I stepped back so Mr. Wang could take a good look. “Suzette, you are a beautiful girl. It’s been ages since I’ve had teenage pussy.” He got on his knees and kissed my pussy. Kissed it all over. I held his head in my hands.

I didn’t correct him. I wasn’t a teenager. I was twenty. I laughed, “oh Mr. Wang, you like my pussy. I’m thrilled that a man of your age and stature finds me enticing.”

I could feel his tongue trying to open my slit. “Not just enticing,” he mumbled, “your fragrance is intoxicating. I’m anxious to sample your taste.”

“Perhaps if we move to the bed, you’ll be able to taste me.” I sat on the edge of the bed, my legs spread.

Hu Wang sighed as he got on his knees. “Suzette, I’ve seen lots of pussy over the years, but none as beautiful.”

“Thank you, Mr. Wang, but you did say something about tasting it.”

Hu Wang was an incredible pussy eater. Among the best I’d ever had, and even better for his age, he had incredible stamina.

My pussy was on fire. I fucked his face; wrapping my long legs around his head, begging him to fuck me. “My pussy, Hu, my pussy needs your cock, please. Please give me your cock.”

Remember my sixth sense. It had been wrong about Wang as a pussy eater, maybe it was wrong about his cock, too.

I wasn’t to find out, at least not right away. I begged, pleaded, demanded, insisted, but Hu Wang kept on eating and I kept on having orgasms. I don’t know how many, all I know is that I kept cumming and cumming.

I’m embarrassed and ashamed to tell you that the only other time I got like this was when I was snuggling with Jacob Knutsen and Mrs. Bjornstad was eating me.

I dismissed thoughts of Mrs. Bjornstad from my mind as I concentrated on getting Hu’s tongue out of my pussy and his cock in it, regardless of its size.

“So, you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, yes, please. You have my pussy so ready. Ready for your cock. Pleased Mr. Wang.”

He stood up and started to undress. You’re probably not surprised to know that I got off the bed. “Mr. Wang, let me help you.” I got on my knees. “My pussy needs your cock.”

I was on my knees undoing his belt, unbuttoning the button on his pants and pulling down the zipper. “I can do the rest, Suzette. As ready as your pussy is my cock is just as ready.”

I sat back on the bed. Mr. Wang’s tie, jacket, shirt were already off. He took off his shoes and socks. He stood in front of me in just his boxer. It wasn’t difficult to tell that there was something significant inside. Maybe my sixth sense was wrong.

Then he pulled down those boxers. My heart skipped a beat. MY SIXTH SENSE WAS SO WRONG.

I’d tell you that it was hanging between his legs, but to my great joy, eating my pussy had his cock standing tall.

By now you know me, I was like a magnet. I got on my knees. My mouth was like a magnet. I couldn’t resist.

As big as Hu Wang’s cock was, I’d had ones just as big in my mouth, and over the last year or so I’d become very good at swallowing it all or almost all. There were numerous men who could attest to that.

“Oh Suzette, you are a gem. Your tasty pussy has my cock as hard as it’s ever been, but your mouth is making my legs wobbly.”

“Then we should get in bed,” I said, momentarily taking it out of my mouth.

In bed, my mouth continued. Yes, my pussy wanted it, but you know I have a thing about cocksucking.

I bobbed up and down, and to my surprise, Hu took a long time to cum. Of course, I enjoyed every minute.

In fact, as good as my lips were, I didn’t make him cum. “Suzette, you were begging for me to fuck you. It’s time.”

I took that big cock out of my mouth. “Mr. Wang, please give me your cock.” I got on my back.

With all the long, fat cocks I’d fucked, my pussy had adjusted. It wasn’t that Hu didn’t stretch my pussy, it was just a nice, tight fit. We fucked each other slowly. Wang sliding in and out slowly; me, moving my ass and hips just as slowly. We developed a nice comfortable rhythm.

“Suzette, I’ve never eaten a finer pussy or fucked one as good.” He was holding my ankles. “Watching my cock slide in and out of your beautiful pussy makes my cock even harder.”

“My pussy has never felt like this.”

“I’ve traveled around the world and everywhere I go women have different names for cock.”

“Is there one you like. As long as I can fuck it and suck it, I’ll call it anything you like. Dick, dong, meat?”

“Some American women call it Mr. Wang’s wang,” he laughed. “I like that.”

I laughed with him. “How about this? Mr. Wang, please take Mr. Wang’s wonderful wang out of my pussy so I can suck Mr. Wang’s wonderful wang.”

“Maybe later. Mr. Wang would love to fuck Suzette’s gorgeous pussy with Mr. Wang’s wang.”

We laughed and then started fucking each other harder. It was marvelous and I didn’t have to worry that Mr. Wang would have someone like Mrs. Bjornstad joining us.

“OH MR. WANG LIKE THAT. FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT. DON’T STOP. MY PUSSY LOVES YOUR COCK.”

“My wang, Suzette, My wang.”

“Yes, fuck me with Mr. Wang’s wonderful wang.”

Hu Wang rented my villa for a month. As often as possible, Charles and Daniel covered for me and I spent a lot of time at the villa; on my back and on my knees.

After that first night, I always referred to his cock as Mr. Wang’s wonderful wang. As in, “Hu, this morning I’m in the mood to suck Mr. Wang’s wonderful wang. You don’t mind, do you?” I smiled up at him. I was already on my knees.

Yes, I did a lot of sucking. There was also a lot of fucking.

Best of all, Hu Wang wanted a taste of my pussy every day. He didn’t have to ask twice. His tongue, even though he wasn’t a Frenchman, was magnificent. In fact, one morning, while I was in the midst of my second or maybe it was my third orgasm, “Mr. Wang, are you sure you’re not French?”

He mumbled, “Taiwanese men can eat pussy, too. Let me show you again, Suzette.” I didn’t stop him. The truth was I probably couldn’t. Mr. Wang was infatuated.

TO BE CONTINUED

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