Mongolian women

Mongolian woman?
The Mongolian phrase "Qimai oyao" means "I want to have sex with you."
Mongolia has a population of two million and is heavily influenced by Russia. Most Mongolians with higher education speak fluent Russian.
Due to the conflict between Russia and Chechnya in 1995, Moscow was in turmoil, so I went to Ulaanbaatar, the capital of Mongolia, to attend a Chinese product exhibition. I traveled from Beijing, passing through Jining and Erenhot, a two-day, one-night journey. My first impression was that it resembled a small Russian town; there were no tall buildings. I booked a hotel room and soon met "Cai Gu."

Many Mongolians came to my shop to look at goods, but that day two middle-aged women came in. One was in her forties with a face full of freckles; her name was Zhuba. The other was in her thirties, slender; she was Cai Gu. After some haggling, I sold... Two pieces of clothing. As they left, I said "Bichanmutehailedai," a Mongolian phrase meaning "I like you." They smiled knowingly at me. I knew they weren't from Ulan Bato because they were staying in the same hotel as me, on the same floor.
A few days later, Cai Gu came into my room and asked, "I'm leaving tonight, is everything alright?"
I said, "No, nothing." "
Okay then," she said, "Bayisidai" (goodbye).
I was puzzled by this question. Maybe my Mongolian wasn't good enough, and I didn't understand?
No, there was something more to it. I decided to investigate first, so I found her room number and called to test it out. What if I misunderstood? Never mind, I'll try anyway.
"Hello, is this Cai Gu? I'm a public servant. May I go for a walk with you?" "Yes,

I was just thinking of going for a walk.
Can I come to your room to pick you up?"
Okay.
A few minutes later we appeared on the streets of Ulanbatov. We shopped and chatted, and I learned that her parents worked at a hospital, her husband was a businessman in Russia, and she owned a company. We had a great time talking, and I thought it was time to make my move.
I said, "May I kiss you?"
Why?
I was speechless for a moment, my face burning. Damn it, I was rejected.
Just like that, we suddenly fell silent and awkwardly walked back. "
Could a public servant pick some flowers for me?" Cai Ku pointed to the road. The flower in the flowerbed asked,
"No, we must protect public property."
"Then can you help me?"
Sure enough, I helped her up, and suddenly she kissed me. I instinctively hugged her and kissed her back.
She said, "I want to devour you. "
I immediately understood she wanted me to sleep with her.
I said, "Why did you reject me earlier?" "
I didn't reject you, I was just asking why." "
Okay, baby, let's go back to the room and talk."
Back at the hotel, she said she needed to pack her luggage and left in a hurry. What did she mean? Was it because I didn't pick flowers for her? I decided to go out and buy her flowers, but after wandering around for a while, I realized I wasn't familiar with the area and couldn't buy any. I had to go back to the hotel. The receptionist told me a woman had been looking for me. Yes, it must be her. So I went to room 216 and saw
Cai Kui, Zhu Ba, and a man in the room.

*cough*, I just got a few new samples. Cai Kui, do you want to take a look?
Okay, Zhu Ba, I'll be right back.
Back in my room, I hurriedly explained why I wasn't there,
but she silenced me with a kiss.
After a passionate kiss, she unzipped my pants, skillfully pulled out my penis, and put it in her mouth.
I quickly said I hadn't showered yet,
but she mumbled, "It's okay." God, she was like parched seedlings yearning for rain, like a deserter finding water. My little brother felt so familiar in her mouth, so very familiar, yet I also felt the need to release. I pulled her up, pulled down her skirt, and skillfully spread her legs, penetrating any opening I could find. Human beings' lovemaking skills are truly hereditary; we
intertwined Because of the urgency, we didn't hold each other or take off our shirts. After a few thrusts, I felt it wasn't good; I was about to ejaculate. I quickly pulled out my little brother, which was still throbbing, and white semen gushed out. Cai Qu hurriedly took him in her mouth. Good heavens, she not only swallowed all the semen, but it was like she was going to devour my penis! I couldn't take it anymore; I felt like every nerve in my body was gripped by her, and I couldn't even straighten my back!
Oh! I almost peed. I tried to push her away, but she was like glued to my penis. Finally, the pee came out, and only then did she let go.

I collapsed onto the bed, feeling like all my energy had been drained by her.
My train is at eight.
I'll see you off.
Okay, she kissed me and left.
7:15 At 7:00, her room was empty.
At 7:30, still no one.
At 7:40, Cai Tu appeared and asked me to help her with her luggage.
We rushed to the station, but the train had just left.
Back at the hotel, she suggested going to a disco,
but I insisted on coming to my room.
I couldn't resist, and while Zhu Ba and the guy weren't looking, Cai Tu kept making faces at me and even stuck her tongue out at my penis.
It was late, and it was impolite to stay in someone else's room so late, so I whispered to Cai Tu, "Come to my room later."
She playfully... She winked at me.
I waited anxiously for her in the room. Just after eleven o'clock, Cai Gu pushed open the door and came in. Her expression was like that of a child sneaking a snack from the kitchen.
We embraced and went to bed, but the bed was a bit shaky. She suggested doing it on the floor, according to Mongolian tradition, and I agreed.
After helping her undress, she was like a newborn baby, completely exposed. "
Turn off the light
," I said. Then I turned on the TV, so there was both light and sound.
She pushed me down and kissed my anus and perineum. Oh! So exciting! There are many nerves in my anus and perineum, and my penis got hard, so hard it touched her shoulder. This slut noticed and swallowed it whole, leaving nothing behind. She gently pressed my anus and perineum with her hands, making me feel a fire burning in my lower abdomen, a
fire desperately needing release.
I pounced on her, trying the missionary method first. Her vagina was small, requiring her help to penetrate. My penis and vagina melted together like dry tinder, and she seemed extremely stimulated, constantly emitting Mongolian moans. These moans were unique, coming from the heart, like a she-wolf on the Mongolian steppe, and also like (a beautiful woman). The thousand-year-old female demon in "The Ghost" is
unforgettable, but her voice was so loud it even drowned out the TV.
I couldn't let the waiter hear, so I quickly covered my mouth with hers, but she sucked my tongue tightly, like a drowning person finding a lifeline, almost sucking it off.

The situation below was similar; her vagina was very tight, and inserting my penis was like a size 43 foot wearing a size 41 shoe. I tried doggy style, but she didn't like it;
she only liked missionary sex. Perhaps missionary sex allowed for closer physical contact. Then I noticed a scar on her buttocks, a very long scar. Cai Gu was very dedicated and focused, as if she hadn't seen a man in a year. Perhaps she had never been with someone ten years younger than her, or perhaps she had never been with a Chinese man. And I found myself having sex with women older than me.
It was so exciting. I wonder what her husband would think if he saw me having sex with his wife.

Maybe it was because I had already ejaculated today, but I didn't ejaculate even after nearly fifty minutes of sex.
Suddenly, I noticed that this slut's body was writhing, so I guessed she was almost there.
"Can I ejaculate inside?"
She nodded.
After a burst of ejaculation, I felt my penis pumping semen deep into her mouth like a water pump. After we finished, she sat on the toilet, letting the semen flow out of her body. I moved closer to her, and this she-wolf gently bit my ear. It seemed she was in heat again...
The next day, Zhu Ba told me that she had come to see me yesterday afternoon, but neither Cai Gu nor I were there. As she spoke, she touched her penis. Maybe it was because we had just finished yesterday, or maybe it was because her allure was less than Cai Gu's, but I pushed her away. Now I really regret it. Why didn't I do a good deed? Why didn't I just have sex with her? Upholding the spirit of international humanitarianism, and
while she was leaving, she rubbed her buttocks against my penis, a mischievous expression on her face, and even made a groan. Mongolians have distinct facial features that Inner Mongolians lack, because Inner Mongolians have been assimilated by us Han Chinese. Look at Inner Mongolia, with its 20 million people;
Han Chinese and those trying to gain fame as a minority make up the majority, and the rest are not pure-blooded. And Mongolians... If I have the chance, I will definitely go to Mongolia again and sleep with Mongolian women again. Close your eyes and imagine, on the boundless grassland, we are sitting in front of the tent with cow horn cups filled with mare's milk wine, surrounded by herds of cattle and sheep...

Music has no borders, let's end with a song.
Casablanca
I feel in love with you watching Casablanca,

back row at drive in show in the flickering,

popcorm and cokes beneath the stars
became champaye and caviar,
making love on along,
hot summers night,
I thought you fell in love with me,
watching Casablanca,
holding hands beneath the paddle fans,
in ricks candle lit cafe,
hiding in the shadus frou the spots,
a rock monlight in your arms,
making magic at the movis,
in my old clev rolet,
oh a kiss is still kiss in Casablanca,
but a kiss is hot a kiss without your sign,
please come back to me in Casablanca,
I love you more and more each day,
as time goes by............

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