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The many tongues of loveShe had four children, and I am the youngest, the baby. But as soon as I was old enough to understand, she taught me about sex and impressed one thing on my mind – that I was always to make my man happy. I knew it was my duty, as a woman, to give a man pleasure in every way. And one of those ways, she told me, was with my mouth. One day when I was fifteen years old, after I had returned home from school, my mother gave me a very graphic lecture about oral sex. I understood everything she was saying, but I wanted more; I wanted to see the act, to watch it carefully, and then to perform it myself. I told her my desires and she said, in best Chinese tradition, "Be patient, little flower, the time shall come and with it will be your man." That night was one I shall never forget. I was talking with my sisters about what my mother had told me, and I told them also of my desires to see the oral act performed. My oldest sister began to giggle and we knew she had a secret she had not yet shared with us. "What is it?" I asked. She didn't reply ...» |
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