So...” He made a waving motion with one of his hands. “... I have learned American.” He suddenly straightened up fully and said, in an overdone ...ristocratic British English, “Unless, that is, Madam, you would prefer to speak the purer form of the Queen’s English as I spoke it when I was at Oxford.”“We will speak American,” she replied, her voice now heavily accented with a mixture of her mother Russian and Portugese. I hoped I didn’t look quite so transparently relieved as Boris did sitting to. He tangled his hand in my hair and kisses me.This kiss wasn't like last night. Harder, more demanding, like he was forcing me to see that he was right. And I definately knew he had a great point. The feel of him kissing me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, made me moan. I felt his hands on my ass.Then he was lifting me onto the counter. He pressed against me hard, rubbing his cock against my pussy through our clothes. I couldn't help myself, I had to rub harder against him, feel him closer.. I was enjoying being wanked off by my gorgeous th^$%##n year old neighbour, I wanted it to last as possible but I could put it off no longer.My spunk was on the move and there was no way to stop it.I gently guided Sally's hand so I was aiming at her tits,they made a fine target.Sally could feel my cock change as spunk started to flow from my balls.I kept an you on Sally's face.I began bucking involuntarily as I started to cum.The first rope of thick creamy spunk shot from my cock straight at. She was so pretty, thought Justice. It was really sad that she never had any chance to be around boys her own age. “So,” she said teasingly, “have you been any further than kissing?” “Further?” he goaded. “You mean, sleeping with anyone?” “Yeah, ‘sleeping with’… ‘making love’…” “Fucking?” “Justice!” “No, I haven’t. In fact, the one girl I kissed was Bethany Hoover, after confirmation in ninth grade. She moved away right after.” “Can you teach me?” she whispered as softly as she could. Justice.