Foreign language teacher with a fresh and clean style

He was a professor in the foreign languages department of a university, young and promising. I had seen his photo; he was handsome and refined, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a touch of artistic whimsy.

We met at Starbucks on a bright, sunny New Year's Day. When I first saw him, I was stunned. He was so petite, probably 1.65 meters tall and weighing around 100 pounds. Compared to him, I looked too wide. We talked about English poetry, exchanging ideas through poetry. Gradually, he became distracted and said, "Sister, I really love your long, curly hair; it's so feminine." Young man, are you flirting? I didn't answer, turning to look out the window. He sat down beside me, gently stroking my hair, oblivious to everyone else. My heart softened, and I felt a slight intoxication. He mustered his courage and said, "Sis, I want you." I turned to look at him: "Do you think we're a good match? It feels like an elephant and an ant." He persisted: "We have common ground, we're soulmates, and I'll make you climax repeatedly." I said, "Unbelievable." He continued: "I'm not a virgin, I've had three girlfriends before, I'm experienced." I sighed: "I don't want to bully the weak or win by force." He insisted: "Give me a chance, and I'll give you a miracle." Young man, are you bidding for the Asian Games or the Olympics? I was amused by him.

Before he took off his underwear, I had fantasies. You can't judge a book by its cover; some muscular men might have miniature penises, while some short, skinny guys are exceptionally gifted. But when he showed me his thing, I wanted to cry; it was short, thin, and small. I shook my head and said, "I don't understand where your confidence comes from." He grinned mischievously and said, "How will you know if you don't try?" His foreplay was also quite artistic. First, he whispered a string of sweet nothings in my ear in a deep voice, making my face flush. Then he caressed my entire body with his long, slender, white fingers, kissing me tenderly, patiently and lovingly, making my breath quicken and my juices flow freely. When he inserted his penis, my expectations weren't high. But his penis was so hard, and I don't know what technique he used, but he made me climax repeatedly. He kept changing positions, incredibly skillful, moving up and down, left and right, completely controlling the rhythm. I moaned loudly, waves of pleasure washing over me. I've experienced the pleasure of a big penis, but this time, the small penis's counterattack left a deep impression on me.

He came twice in a row, each time lasting about forty minutes. Size, thickness, length—none of that mattered. He was the fighter among small penises; he was the epitome of small penises.

Many men are born with small penises, which can lead to feelings of inferiority. However, effort is necessary. First, ensure proper foreplay and create a loving atmosphere; second, reduce masturbation, exercise more, pay attention to nutrition, get enough sleep, and maintain sufficient erection; third, avoid becoming overweight.

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