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blowjobs to strange black guys? i confronted my love clarence in the
l/r."i thought you loved me whats the deal?clarence stroked my hair,led
me to the couch,and began kissing me.he said"you see babe,we gotta pay
the rent were overdue and the landlord wants to evict us.so you are sooo
beautiful and soo good in bed i figured why not?he then brought me to the
couch and we sat.he said "i love you babe"i love you too clar.he then put
his Suck Black Dick in Betty's case), but never seemed to get hot.
The summer heat also seemed to raise the emotional tension. At the
factory, the demand for new year models was high and Wu's schedule became
even more erratic. Maybe the most unnerving aspect of this work pressure
was displayed in conversations between Betty and Wu.
Repeatedly he would come home from work in a surly mood. He never
took his frustrations out in conversation with me, though he was often
surly, instead there would be tiffs between him and Betty. Since they
argued in Chinese, I never knew what they were discussing and both
professed that they weren't mad after the little outbursts.
After I had been working with Wu for six months, it was getting to
the point where something needed to change. Several times I had told Wu
that the lack of respect for my time was very frustrating. He told me he
understood, though his apologies never seemed heart felt. Betty on the
other hand, was more compassionate. Unfortunately, she might have felt she
seemed to have little influence over Wu when it came to his job.
All this came to a boiling point the first week in August. Betty
and I were working had been working on pronunciation for the better part of
an hour. As it is very often in teaching a language you, try to make
learning as fun as possible. This is for both the student and the teacher.
We were playing with words that end in 'lope.'
Do antelopes eat cantaloupes? Can you mail an antelope in an envelope?
Though it might seem someone juvenile humor, Betty and I were
laughing each time one or the other made up another ludicrous image. Humor
aside, this was also a learning experience. I have found that, unless an
ESL student works in a restaurant (and many do), their vocabulary doesn't
include many foods that they eat every day. They will know how to say
'carrot' in Chinese, but not English.
Also, the more you play with words the more you learn about your
student. In this case, Betty was learning what a cantaloupes was, but
surprised me when she said, "The antelope looks at a cantaloupes under the
microscope." But the more I thought about it, I remembered Betty had
studied biology, so it should be no surprise she knew what a 'microscope'
was.
Then there was a phone call and a terse conversation. When Betty
hung up she quietly said that Wu would be very late. When I asked her how
long, she said she couldn't say.
I didn't want Betty to think I was mad at her, but I was furious. I
stood up, said I had to leave and left. A week later Wu called and told me
Betty was wondering if I would be back. I had cooled off greatly which was
unfortunate, since Betty was the Black Dick My Wife Dating Mixed Race joooeee pleeeeeease come in myyyy
assss.and he did .it felt like a black sperm firehose up my ass he just
groaned and deposited his blacksperm deep in my asshole. then
clarence entered:how are you love?i said "my asshole is sore but
ok."clarence said"you know i love you right? do you love me?oohh YEEsss
clarence i love you sooo much.clarence said ok:now a few bros are cmin
over please releive them. i said ok my love!
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and I suddenly realized we where saying nothing, but just smiling at each
other like two seventh graders at the us stop. If Betty had been American
and single I would have known what that moment meant, but since she was
neither, I had no clue what she was thinking. I figured it must have been
something like, "Why do Americans sweat so much."
When the phone rang I was grateful, since I had lost track of what
to do next with Betty.
It was evident who was on the phone. Betty turned her head and
spoke quietly into the telephone in Chinese; it was clear she was speaking
to her husband.
I got up from the kitchen table that we held our lessons at, and
sprawled out on the couch. I knew if Wu was done at work, he would need
Betty to come pick him up since I had noticed their car in the parking lot.
I wasn't too concern, and was thinking about taking a nap on the couch.
Something I had gotten into the habit of doing when Betty picked up Wu. I
couldn't get the smell of the cantaloupes out of my head and was wondering
if Betty would mind me snacking on one while she was gone.
After the conversation, Betty came to the couch and kneeled down
beside it. I started tensing up. As much as I knew it would happen, I
dreaded it.
When she said, "Please don't go," I was a bit relieved. I thought
that meant that she would pick up Wu and she didn't want me to leave while
she was gone.
Then I felt her lay her hand on my thigh, just below the bottom of
my shorts. I nearly jumped. It was as though she had pricked me with a
needle. In six months of lessons, we had touched very little. Though we
often sat next to each other, the contact was little more than the
occasional brushing of shoulders. Adding to the head of the room, her hand
seemed to burn my thigh.
"Wu, must work late," she said.
I couldn't explain how, but the expression on my face changed and
Betty added (again), "Please don't go."
With the second comment, she slid her hand up the leg of my shorts.
I was wearing boxers, so as her hand traveled it glided along my thigh, to
my hip onto my penis.
For some reason it was as though I was in intensive care, with all
my functions being monitored. I could feel the instant increase in my heart
rate as it thumped against my sternum.
Her stealth-like hand moved to my penis before it could react, but
once she touched me the reaction was radical.
I started to protest, "Betty..." but as her hand continued move and
her name came out as an endearment.
I felt as though I was in a thunderstorm. Her actions were
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anal/oral,so my hubby fucks only my pussy.why not give my other 2 holes
to really horny black guys,they have no money to get laid anyhow
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clit. I sensed a throbbing and could tell she was at a point where I could
trigger another orgasm with only a few light licks against her clit. I was
able to bring her off three more times this way.
I crawled up next to her, kissed her and laid back to rest. After a
few moments I asked, "Did you like that?"
Twice she started to answer, but couldn't find the English words to
respond. Without words, she began to respond physically. Her hands began at
my nipples. Playing with one, then the other.
She continued to play with my nipples, as she rolled her body,
eventually she lifted her leg over me and was straddling my stomach. I
could feel some of her juices ooze against my belly and she ran her hands
through my chest hair. Her hands came to my cheeks. Framing my face with
her small hands she kissed me. As she did that, I could feel her hips begin
to pivot and realized she was humping my stomach.
Betty broke our kiss and moved her hands above my head so her
titties were suspended before my face. She continued to rock her pelvis
against me as I licked and nibbled on her nipples. I had placed my hands on
her lower back holding and pushing her as she bumped and grinded her hips
into me. While she was humping me, she moved her hips lower and lower
toward my penis, until I could no longer reach her titties with my mouth.
Her crotch was beginning to bump against my resurrected penis. Her
small frame was not down far enough to slide my penis in her, but her lips
had connected with mine again. She stopped her hips as our tongues played
tag in each of our mouths. Betty broke our kiss and kissed my eyelids then
reached for the condom.
Once she found it on the side of the sofa bed she squatted past my
penis finding a seat on my thighs. She gripped my penis in her fist,
sliding her hand up and down. While doing this, she looked at me with a
leer.
"Penis," I told her.
"Pee-nus?" She tried to repeat, but didn't seem to understand what
I was saying.
I looked down at my penis and tapped the head that was protruding
out of her grip.
"This is a penis," I explained.
Betty had a bit of a confused look on her face.
"I thought this was cock?" She asked, explaining her confusion. She
continued to stroke her hand up and down as she said this.
"Yes, it is called a cock as well," I smiled and told her.
Again a naughty grin appeared on her face, and she said, "I want to
take your cock." Then she release my cock and opened the condom package.
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The summer heat also seemed to raise the emotional tension. At the
factory, the demand for new year models was high and Wu's schedule became
even more erratic. Maybe the most unnerving aspect of this work pressure
was displayed in conversations between Betty and Wu.
Repeatedly he would come home from work in a surly mood. He never
took his frustrations out in conversation with me, though he was often
surly, instead there would be tiffs between him and Betty. Since they
argued in Chinese, I never knew what they were discussing and both
professed that they weren't mad after the little outbursts.
After I had been working with Wu for six months, it was getting to
the point where something needed to change. Several times I had told Wu
that the lack of respect for my time was very frustrating. He told me he
understood, though his apologies never seemed heart felt. Betty on the
other hand, was more compassionate. Unfortunately, she might have felt she
seemed to have little influence over Wu when it came to his job.
All this came to a boiling point the first week in August. Betty
and I were working had been working on pronunciation for the better part of
an hour. As it is very often in teaching a language you, try to make
learning as fun as possible. This is for both the student and the teacher.
We were playing with words that end in 'lope.'
Do antelopes eat cantaloupes? Can you mail an antelope in an envelope?
Though it might seem someone juvenile humor, Betty and I were
laughing each time one or the other made up another ludicrous image. Humor
aside, this was also a learning experience. I have found that, unless an
ESL student works in a restaurant (and many do), their vocabulary doesn't
include many foods that they eat every day. They will know how to say
'carrot' in Chinese, but not English.
Also, the more you play with words the more you learn about your
student. In this case, Betty was learning what a cantaloupes was, but
surprised me when she said, "The antelope looks at a cantaloupes under the
microscope." But the more I thought about it, I remembered Betty had
studied biology, so it should be no surprise she knew what a 'microscope'
was.
Then there was a phone call and a terse conversation. When Betty
hung up she quietly said that Wu would be very late. When I asked her how
long, she said she couldn't say.
I didn't want Betty to think I was mad at her, but I was furious. I
stood up, said I had to leave and left. A week later Wu called and told me
Betty was wondering if I would be back. I had cooled off greatly which was
unfortunate, since Betty was the Suck Black Dick me please he said.i lowered
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salty.he didnt anounce when he came .i had to guess.the next black man
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