My experience with a teacher-level full-service girl

Teachers, the engineers of the human soul, a very sacred profession. Every industry has teachers, and a teacher's greatest happiness is having students all over the world. In the full-service industry, prostitutes also have teachers, and their greatest happiness is having clients all over the world.

A prostitute's teacher is usually a prostitute herself, standing out from the crowd due to her skillful service to clients. A prostitute's teacher generally doesn't take clients, and even if she does, she is selective. The prostitute's teacher receives a commission of 5-10% of the prostitute's total income.

I rarely go out alone for full-service. I usually only go out with clients for business. Before going to an unfamiliar city for important business, I will scout out the clubs in that city. At this time, I need to experience the services first to determine whether to make it a regular place for entertaining clients. I will then take the initiative to order full-service. I remember once, when I went out to scout, I accidentally slept with a prostitute's teacher, which I still remember vividly.

Due to business needs, whenever I arrive in a city, I first familiarize myself with two locations: large leisure centers and upscale restaurants. Only after understanding the characteristics of these areas can I meet with clients. After discussing business, I can immediately invite them out for dinner, and then arrange the remaining activities. This site visit is my first important task when I arrive in a city.

Once, I went to city A on business. As usual, I first familiarized myself with large leisure venues (sometimes called "water clubs"). I took a taxi and asked the driver, "Are you familiar with the clubs in this city?"

The driver immediately replied, "Of course! Otherwise, where would we find fares on our night shifts?"

Hearing this, I immediately gave the driver 100 yuan and said, "Find me a large leisure center with good service!"

The driver took the money, smiled, and immediately asked, "How many large leisure centers are there in city A? Which district do you want to go to?"

I said, "Just name a few well-known and safe ones!"

The driver mentioned a few clubs, so I took out my phone to write down the locations and asked for the detailed names of the leisure and entertainment venues in each district. After writing them down, I told the driver, "Take me to the nearest one first, I need to familiarize myself with it!" The driver was naturally more than happy to do so, so he took me to the nearest place – Emperor's Water Club – the fare was just 20 yuan. After

getting out of the car, I was about to enter the lobby when the beautiful receptionist at the entrance immediately greeted me and asked, "Sir, how many people are in your party?" I said, "Just me!"

Then the receptionist led me into the club's lobby. Just as she was about to arrange my services, I immediately said, "Wait a moment, I'd like to find your manager. I have something to ask. Who is the manager on duty today who is responsible for arranging services?"

Upon hearing this, the receptionist looked me up and down for a while and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and get our manager right away."

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a uniform and name tag approached. I shook his hand and said, "I'm from Shenzhen. Our company has a project in this city, and I'm new here. I'm looking for a regular place to take clients out, so I was thinking of asking you. If your service is good, I'd like to get a VIP card for a few yuan to experience it."

The manager considered for a moment and said, "Boss, what's your surname?"

I said, "My surname is Zhang."

The manager said, "We do have oil massages, but not full-service."

I immediately said, "Don't worry, I knew you had them. You don't need to hide it. I'm not just here to buy a card; I also want to experience it myself. If you have them, I'll try them out first. Arrange a girl for me, I want to have some fun.

" The manager said, "Sir, can I see your ID card? Just for a quick look.

" I said, "No problem!" So I simply showed him my ID card. He saw that I was indeed from out of town and took me to the 6th floor, beginning my first scouting trip in City A.

I've done a lot of scouting before, and the manager's questions showed his hesitation and concerns, which I could understand. Since it was our first meeting, he didn't know my background. If I rashly asked if they offered full-service, the answer would definitely be no. But I mentioned buying cards and wanting to play myself, and after verifying my ID that I was indeed from out of town, the manager's doubts were dispelled. Otherwise, he was worried about the police coming to investigate. One good thing about police and journalists in China is that they can't play themselves while investigating, because if you do, you can't be exposed or arrested. So, to confirm the designated service provider, I had to sacrifice myself and dispel their concerns.

On the 6th floor, in the elevator, the manager used the walkie-talkie to say: "Director Hu, arrange a VIP!"

The walkie-talkie replied: "Received."

Upon reaching the 6th floor, the manager didn't even exit the elevator. A man in a department head's uniform immediately led me into a wide corridor, then to a door on the right at the end of the corridor. This door was unusual; it had a password. He entered the password, and a voice inside asked, "How many guests are there?"

Director Hu replied, "One guest!"

The door opened, and after walking a few meters, there was another door. Director Hu knocked on this door—a distinctive three long knocks followed by two short ones. Someone inside opened the door, and Director Hu and I went in. Once inside, he led me down the stairs to the 5th floor. On the 5th floor, I sensed an atmosphere of full-service, as there were often large-breasted, scantily clad girls in the corridor, clearly offering special services. I secretly admired this cunning approach to the building.

It turns out the elevator in this leisure center doesn't stop on the 5th floor. Neither the 4th nor the 6th floors can be accessed from the outside via the fire escape; the fire escape door on the 5th floor is locked from the inside. To enter the 5th floor, you have to follow the procedure Director Hu and I just went up from the 6th floor. This special service design is very meticulous and indeed very safe.

A middle-aged woman greeted me with a smile, while Director Hu went straight back. The woman asked me: "Which province's girls would you like, sir? We have girls from Northeast China, Sichuan, Hunan, Guangxi, Hebei, Henan, and Shaanxi. Which province do you need?"

I replied directly: "Let's check the quality first, I don't care about the province."

I was then led to a lecture hall. Entering the lecture hall felt like stepping back into my university days.

The lecture hall was over 100 square meters, with many seats arranged in a tiered fashion sense, all occupied by girls in tight-fitting red business suits. When the middle-aged woman let me choose through the glass, I noticed the girls were unmoved. It turned out we could see them from the outside, but they couldn't see out from the inside. This method has different names in different places; some call it "choosing melons" (or "choosing papayas"), some call it "watching fish," and others call it "appreciating flowers"—the names are varied.

I looked around and saw a girl inside, above average in looks, wearing a school uniform. I thought she was alright. Actually, there were many prettier girls inside, but I didn't dare choose her because the prettiest ones are more likely to be chosen by others, and their vaginas might be loose, and I might even get pregnant. So I never choose the prettiest one.

Just as I was about to choose that schoolgirl, a girl with a butterfly embroidered on her waist walked past me. She didn't go into the glass room where I was waiting to choose, but went into a room next door. I immediately asked the middle-aged woman: "Why did that girl go to that small room?"

The middle-aged woman said: "That's not a masseuse; she's the teacher of these girls." I've

been with countless women, but I've never experienced a full-service teacher's experience before. So I asked the middle-aged woman: "I want that teacher, what do you think?"

The middle-aged woman said: "Then I have to go ask her and see if she's willing."

So she led me to that small room. The teacher was watching TV. The middle-aged woman explained my intentions. She looked up at me—I'm quite handsome, after all—and whispered something to the middle-aged woman, who then told me: "She wasn't originally going to take me, but if you want her, she can, but the fee will be higher!"

I asked: "How much? Higher is fine, but don't go too far!"

The middle-aged woman said: "The room fee is 380, and the tip is 500."

I thought about it and agreed. So the girl led me to a suite on the 5th floor, beginning my tiring journey of investigation.

Once inside the room, the girl first locked the door from the inside, then helped me change my shoes, removed my tie, and took off my shirt. Then she started to undo my belt. After I was completely naked, she started to take off her own clothes. After she was naked, she led me to the glass-enclosed shower stall in the bathroom to prepare for a shower.

She showered all over me (except my hair) with the shower head, lathered herself with shower gel, then showered herself again, lathered herself with shower gel, and then began to carefully bathe me. This girl's breasts weren't very big, but her waist was very thin. Her hips weren't big, but because of her thin waist, the curve of her hips was quite noticeable. While she was bathing, I reached out and touched her vulva. The pubic hair was average, neither hard nor soft, and her vulva was very dry. I was quite surprised; these girls are all experienced and have no feeling for men anymore, so they can't get wet.

After she lathered herself up, she hugged me and rubbed me with her body to make the lather more even. I thought to myself, this kind of service is something you can only enjoy if you pay for it. A man's own wife wouldn't use her body to bathe him, because this girl used her own body as a bath towel for a long time. It was quite rare. My little brother also turned 90 degrees, throbbing and pulsating because of too much blood. She looked at me and laughed, saying, "Look, he's getting impatient!"

I said, "Yes, he saw your little vulva and got a little impatient. Don't disappoint him!" The teacher chuckled.

After the shower, she had me lie on the bed. She started kissing me from my ankles, moving upwards with her tongue. When she reached my breasts, she enveloped them with her lips, gently stroking my nipples with the tip of her tongue while making soft moaning sounds. I thoroughly enjoyed it; the sound was intoxicating, like a girl's soft moans as she was being fucked.

Then she continued kissing my body, repeating the kisses in a crisscross pattern. When she reached my midsection, her lips gently enveloped my testicles, holding them lightly in her mouth. My body trembled involuntarily. The feeling was complex; it was not only pleasurable but also filled with insecurity, as if this girl could bite my testicles to pieces if she got angry.

She took my testicles into her mouth and gently licked them back and forth with her tongue. I let out a soft moan. After kissing me for a while, she noticed that my penis was already very hard. She gently licked down my penis with her tongue, keeping her lips wrapped around it, and then gently moved it back and forth slowly. This girl was indeed a teacher. She didn't roughly suck my penis and forcefully move it back and forth like those foreign women in porn movies. I felt that was too rough. A man's penis is also very fragile. Such rough handling can easily cause injury. This girl, however, was very gentle and warm, moving it slowly. I enjoyed it. After kissing me for a while, she took out a condom and put it on my penis. The condom was very oily. She held my penis, half-squatted on top of me, and used her hands to hold my penis, inserting it into her vagina and starting to move up and down.

I wonder if any of you guys have this feeling: when the woman is on top, it doesn't seem to be as comfortable for the man. Don't be fooled by those porn movies where the woman sits on top of the man and they're doing all sorts of things. Men don't ejaculate as easily when the woman is on top. I've had sex with many women on top, and I've never ejaculated during that position.

She fucked me for a while, and sensing I wasn't enjoying it, she said, "How about you do some exercise?"

I immediately pulled her into my arms, had her lie on top of me, and lay there with my penis aimed at her vagina, thrusting wildly. Her moans grew louder, and I could feel her vagina tightening and loosening. I could see her abdominal muscles moving constantly; I knew she was controlling the tightness and looseness of her vagina. At that moment, I thought this girl was pretty good in bed.

I remembered the 1200 yuan per night prostitute in Dalian, and I didn't expect this girl to know how to do that too. She used her abdominal muscles to control the tightness of her vagina, which felt incredibly good. After a few minutes of fucking, I felt like I was going to ejaculate. I wanted to stop, but she said, "Don't stop, keep the rhythm!" I knew she wanted me to ejaculate. Considering I could rest for a while and then come again, I didn't stop and continued thrusting. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, so I went to the woman-on-top position and came.

Later, I rested for a while and had her kiss my breasts. Then we switched to the woman-on-bottom position and did it again. Every time, she moaned so passionately. I laughed and said, "I can last an hour, but when you moan, I really can't take it anymore. Do you really want me to ejaculate quickly?"

She giggled and said, "You ejaculated quickly, so don't blame me! When you make love to me, I also want to feel good. When I moan, I feel really good. Didn't you see that I was very dry down there at first, but now I'm very wet?" What she said made sense. Indeed, her vagina was very wet after two rounds of fucking.

When I got hard for the third time and wanted to fuck her, she said, "According to the rules, we can only do it twice. If you want more, you'll have to pay extra."

I said, "I'll add 100 and do it again!" She agreed, and this time I went doggy style. She knelt there, and as I thrust, I could see the butterfly tattoo on her waist. This tattoo reminded me of many girls with waist tattoos on the street, especially this kind of butterfly. I've seen it on the waists of many girls in clothing stores. Although she was a professional prostitute, when I fucked her, because of the butterfly on her waist, it felt like I was fucking those girls in clothing stores. With the slapping sounds and her loud moans, I ejaculated in less than 5 minutes on my third time.

After we finished, we lay on the bed to rest and chat. I asked her, "You're doing pretty well as a teacher!"

She said, "These girls are hard to manage. Sometimes you teach them for their own good, but they try to slack off. Sometimes customers switch partners halfway through, and then they come to me to plead with the customer. Damn it, why don't they know how to respect their teachers?" We became sisters by fate...

I quickly comforted her, saying, "Management is the hardest thing, take it easy."

This teacher was from Sichuan, 26 years old, with medium skin, not fair. Her vagina wasn't as dark as I imagined, just a slight tint. She had been to Northeast China, Shanghai, Beijing, and Fujian, so she was quite well-traveled. She said, "I brought all these girls here, so I don't take clients here, I only get a share. Today, seeing that you're alright, and since you were brought by the manager, I didn't want to upset you, so I agreed when you brought it up."

I quickly expressed my sincere gratitude for her sacrifice, saying, "I'm really touched today, you're really good, my trip wasn't in vain." She smiled contentedly.

In summary, teacher-level full-service girls have a few characteristics: their moans are very professional, their service pays great attention to detail, and their vaginas are generally controllable in terms of tightness and looseness. Since they don't easily take clients, they're still worth having sex with.

Teachers, the engineers of the human soul, are a very sacred profession. Every industry has teachers, and a teacher's greatest happiness is having students all over the world. In the full-service industry, even prostitutes have teachers, whose greatest happiness is having clients all over the world.

A prostitute's teacher is usually also a prostitute, standing out from the crowd due to their skillful service to clients. A prostitute's teacher generally doesn't take clients themselves, and even if they do, they are selective. The teacher typically receives a commission of 5-10% of the prostitute's total income.

I rarely go out for full-service alone. I usually only do it when I'm entertaining clients. Before each business trip to an unfamiliar city for important engagements, I scout out the clubs there. I need to experience the services first to determine if it's a suitable place to host. If so, I'll proactively request full-service. I remember once, while scouting, I unintentionally ended up with a prostitute's teacher—a moment I still remember vividly.

Due to the demands of these engagements, whenever I arrive in a city, I first familiarize myself with two areas: large leisure centers and upscale restaurants. Only after understanding the characteristics of these areas can I meet with clients. After discussing business, I can immediately invite them out for dinner, and then arrange the rest of the activities. Scouting is my first important task when arriving in a new city.

Once, I went to city A for business. As usual, I first familiarized myself with large leisure venues (sometimes called "water clubs"). I took a taxi and asked the driver: "Are you familiar with the clubs in this city?"

The driver immediately said, "Of course I know it well, otherwise where would we find fares on our night shifts?"

Hearing this, I took out 100 yuan and gave it to the driver, saying, "Find me a large leisure center with decent service!"

The driver took the money, smiled, and immediately asked, "How many large leisure centers are there in City A? Which district do you want to go to, boss?"

I said, "Just name a few well-known, safe ones!"

The driver then mentioned a few clubs, so I took out my phone to write down the locations while asking for the detailed names of the leisure and entertainment venues in each district. After writing them down, I told the driver, "Take me to the nearest one first, I'll familiarize myself with it!" The driver, of course, was more than happy to do so, so he took me to the nearest place – Emperor's Water Club, the meter showed just 20 yuan.

After getting out of the car, I was about to enter the lobby when the beautiful receptionist at the entrance immediately greeted me and asked, "Sir, how many people are in your party?" I said, "Just me!"

Then the receptionist led me into the club's lobby. Just as she was about to arrange my services, I immediately said, "Wait a moment, I'd like to see your manager. I have something to ask. Who's the manager on duty today responsible for arranging services?"

The receptionist looked me up and down for a while, then said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go get our manager right away."

A short while later, a middle-aged man in a uniform and name tag came over. I shook his hand and said, "I'm from Shenzhen. Our company has projects in this city, and I'm new here. I'd like to find a regular place to arrange outings for clients, so I was hoping to find you. If the service is satisfactory, I'd like to try a VIP card for a few yuan."

The manager considered for a moment and said, "Boss, what's your surname?"

I said, "My surname is Zhang."

The manager said, "We have oil massages here, but we don't have full-service massages."

I immediately said, "Don't worry, I knew you had it here. You don't need to hide it. I'm not just here to buy a card; I also want to experience it myself. If you have it, I'll go try it out first. Arrange a girl for me so I can have some fun."

The manager said, "Brother, can I see your ID? Just for a quick look."

I said, "No problem!" and showed him my ID. He saw that I was indeed from out of town, so he took me to the 6th floor, beginning my first scouting trip in City A.

I've done a lot of research, and the manager's questions revealed his hesitation and concerns, which I understand. Since it was our first meeting, he didn't know my background. If I rashly asked if they offered full-service, the answer would obviously be no. But I mentioned buying cards and wanting to play myself, and after verifying my ID that I was indeed from out of town, the manager's doubts were dispelled. Otherwise, he was worried about the police scouting. One advantage of police and journalists in China is that they can't gamble themselves while scouting, because if you do, you can't be exposed or arrested. So, to secure a service provider, I had to sacrifice myself and dispel their concerns. On the 6th floor

, in the elevator, the manager used the walkie-talkie to say: "Director Hu, arrange for one VIP!"

The walkie-talkie replied: "Received."

Upon reaching the 6th floor, before the manager even got out of the elevator, a man in a ministerial uniform immediately led me into a wide corridor, then to a door on the right at the end of the corridor. That door was special; it had a password. He entered the password, and then a voice inside asked: "How many VIPs are there?"

Director Hu replied, "One VIP!"

The door opened, and after walking a few meters, there was another door. Director Hu knocked on this door—a unique knocking pattern of three long knocks followed by two short ones. Someone inside opened the door, and Director Hu and I went in. He then led me down the stairs to the 5th floor. On the 5th floor, I sensed the atmosphere of a full-service establishment. The corridors were filled with women with large breasts and revealing clothing, clearly offering special services. I secretly admired this intricate design.

It turned out the elevator in this leisure center didn't stop on the 5th floor. The fire escape stairs on the 4th and 6th floors couldn't be accessed from the outside; the doors were locked from the inside. To enter the 5th floor, we had to follow the same procedure we had just gone through, coming up from the 6th floor. This special service design was very meticulous and indeed very safe.

A middle-aged woman greeted me with a smile. Director Hu went straight back. The woman asked, "Which province's girls would you like, sir? We have girls from Northeast China, Sichuan, Hunan, Guangxi, Hebei, Henan, and Shaanxi. Which province do you need?"

I answered directly: "Let's check the quality first, I don't care about the province."

So I was led to a lecture hall, which felt like stepping back into my university days.

The lecture hall was over 100 square meters, with many seats arranged in a tiered fashion sense, all occupied by young women in tight-fitting red business suits. When the middle-aged woman let me choose through the glass, I noticed the young women were unmoved. It turned out we could see them from the outside, but they couldn't see out from the inside. This method had different names in different establishments; some called it "choosing melons" (or "picking papayas"), some "watching fish," and others "appreciating flowers"—the names were varied.

I looked around; there was a young woman, above average in looks, wearing a student uniform. I thought she was alright. Actually, there were many prettier women inside, but I didn't dare choose her. The prettiest ones were more likely to be chosen by others, and their vaginas were loose, and I might even get sexually assaulted. So I never chose the prettiest one.

Just as I was about to choose a student, a girl with a butterfly embroidered on her waist walked past me. She didn't go into the glass room I was looking for, but instead went into a room next door. I immediately asked the middle-aged woman, "Why did that girl go to that small room?"

The middle-aged woman said, "That's not a masseuse; she's the teacher for these girls."

Having been with countless women, I'd never experienced a full-service "teacher's" service before, so I asked the middle-aged woman, "I want that teacher, what do you think?"

The middle-aged woman said, "I'll have to ask her, see if she's willing."

So she led me to the small room. The "teacher" was watching TV. The middle-aged woman explained my intention. She looked up at me—I'm quite handsome—and whispered something to the middle-aged woman, who said to me, "She doesn't usually take these, but if you want her, it'll cost more!"

I asked, "How much? More is fine, but don't go too far!"

The middle-aged woman said, "The room fee is 380, and the tip is 500."

I thought about it and agreed. So the girl led me to a suite on the 5th floor, and my tiring journey of this investigation began.

Upon entering the room, the girl first locked the door from the inside. Then, she helped me change my shoes, removed my tie, and took off my shirt. She then started to unbuckle my belt. After I was completely naked, she began to undress herself. After she was naked, she led me to the glass shower stall in the bathroom to prepare for a shower.

She used the shower head to shower all parts of my body (except my hair), applied shower gel, then showered herself, applied shower gel, and then began to carefully bathe me. This girl's breasts weren't very big, but her waist was very thin. Her hips weren't large, but because of her thin waist, the curve of her hips was quite nice. While she was showering, I reached out and touched her vagina. The pubic hair was average, neither hard nor soft, and her vagina was very dry. I was quite surprised; these women were all experienced and had lost all feeling for men, so they couldn't get wet.

After she lathered me up, she hugged me and rubbed my body against hers to make the lather more even. I thought to myself, this kind of service is something you can only enjoy if you pay for it. A man's own wife would never use her body to bathe him, because this girl used her own body as a towel and washed for ages. It was quite rare. My little brother was also at a 90-degree angle, throbbing and pulsating from too much blood. She looked at me and laughed, saying, "Look, he's getting impatient!"

I said, "Yeah, he's getting a little impatient after seeing your pussy. Don't disappoint him!" The teacher giggled.

After the bath, she had me lie on the bed. She started kissing me from my ankles with her tongue, kissing upwards. When she reached my breasts, she enveloped them with her lips, gently stroking my nipples with the tip of her tongue while making moaning sounds. I really enjoyed it; the sound was so seductive, like a girl softly moaning as you fuck her.

Then she continued kissing my body, repeatedly kissing me in a crisscross pattern. When she kissed my middle, her lips gently enveloped my testicles and held them in her mouth. My body trembled involuntarily. The feeling was complex; it was not only pleasurable but also made me feel insecure, as if she could bite my testicles to pieces if she got angry.

She took my testicles into her mouth and gently licked them back and forth with her tongue. I let out a soft moan. After kissing me for a while, she noticed that my penis was already very hard. She gently licked down my penis with her tongue, keeping her lips wrapped around it, and then gently moved it back and forth slowly. This girl was indeed a teacher. She didn't roughly suck my penis and forcefully move it back and forth like those foreign women in porn movies. I felt that was too rough. A man's penis is also very fragile. Such rough handling can easily cause injury. This girl, however, was very gentle and warm, moving it slowly. I enjoyed it. After kissing me for a while, she took out a condom and put it on my penis. The condom was very oily. She held my penis, half-squatted on top of me, and used her hands to hold my penis, inserting it into her vagina and starting to move up and down.

I wonder if any of you guys have this feeling: when the woman is on top, it doesn't seem to be as comfortable for the man. Don't be fooled by those porn movies where the woman sits on top of the man and they're doing all sorts of things. Men don't ejaculate as easily when the woman is on top. I've had sex with many women on top, and I've never ejaculated during that position.

She fucked me for a while, and sensing I wasn't enjoying it, she said, "How about you do some exercise?"

I immediately pulled her into my arms, had her lie on top of me, and lay there with my penis aimed at her vagina, thrusting wildly. Her moans grew louder, and I could feel her vagina tightening and loosening. I could see her abdominal muscles moving constantly; I knew she was controlling the tightness and looseness of her vagina. At that moment, I thought this girl was pretty good in bed.

I remembered the 1200 yuan per night prostitute in Dalian, and I didn't expect this girl to know how to do that too. She used her abdominal muscles to control the tightness of her vagina, which felt incredibly good. After a few minutes of fucking, I felt like I was going to ejaculate. I wanted to stop, but she said, "Don't stop, keep the rhythm!" I knew she wanted me to ejaculate. Considering I could rest for a while and then come again, I didn't stop and continued thrusting. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, so I went to the woman-on-top position and came.

Later, I rested for a while and had her kiss my breasts. Then we switched to the woman-on-bottom position and did it again. Every time, she moaned so passionately. I laughed and said, "I can last an hour, but when you moan, I really can't take it anymore. Do you really want me to ejaculate quickly?"

She giggled and said, "You ejaculated quickly, so don't blame me! When you make love to me, I also want to feel good. When I moan, I feel really good. Didn't you see that I was very dry down there at first, but now I'm very wet?" What she said made sense. Indeed, her vagina was very wet after two rounds of fucking.

When I got hard for the third time and wanted to fuck her, she said, "According to the rules, we can only do it twice. If you want more, you'll have to pay extra."

I said, "I'll add 100 and do it again!" She agreed, and this time I went doggy style. She knelt there, and as I thrust, I could see the butterfly tattoo on her waist. This tattoo reminded me of many girls with waist tattoos on the street, especially this kind of butterfly. I've seen it on the waists of many girls in clothing stores. Although she was a professional prostitute, when I fucked her, because of the butterfly on her waist, it felt like I was fucking those girls in clothing stores. With the slapping sounds and her loud moans, I ejaculated in less than 5 minutes on my third time.

After we finished, we lay on the bed to rest and chat. I asked her, "You're doing pretty well as a teacher!"

She said, "These girls are hard to manage. Sometimes you teach them for their own good, but they try to slack off. Sometimes customers switch partners halfway through, and then they come to me to plead with the customer. Damn it, why don't they know how to respect their teachers?" We became sisters by fate...

I quickly comforted her, saying, "Management is the hardest thing, take it easy."

This teacher was from Sichuan, 26 years old, with medium skin, not fair. Her vagina wasn't as dark as I imagined, just a slight tint. She had been to Northeast China, Shanghai, Beijing, and Fujian, so she was quite well-traveled. She said, "I brought all these girls here, so I don't take clients here, I only get a share. Today, seeing that you're alright, and since you were brought by the manager, I didn't want to upset you, so I agreed when you brought it up."

I quickly expressed my sincere gratitude for her sacrifice, saying, "I'm really touched today, you're really good, my trip wasn't in vain." She smiled contentedly.

In summary, teacher-level full-service girls have a few characteristics: their moans are very professional, their service pays great attention to detail, and their vaginas are generally controllable in terms of tightness and looseness. Since they don't easily take clients, they're still worth having sex with.

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