OH PLEEEASE TELL ME YOU SPEAK ENGLISH!"Jane chuckled softly. This woman was from London if she hadn't lost her ear for the accent. She leaned over and...yelled. "Of COURSE we speak English, dear. Boy is going to bring you up here and then we can have a nice, long conversation ... in English."And the effect of THAT on Penny was devastating. She blubbered with relief, sobbing and threw herself at the boy, hugging him and kissing his cheeks and lips and rubbing her body against his.Boy, of course,. Mom looked happy to have children around her.Jonna, Lauren, Tiffany and I flew to Montreal that night and stayed in a hotel. Jonna was less apprehensive this time because the darkness helped to hide our altitude.The next day, we found Bakhtin. He got out of his limo and entered the building he owned. Around him were three bodyguards, a driver, and a good-looking secretary. Lauren hit me and said, "We are after the man, not the woman."She could read minds better than most women so I meekly said,. I gazed up at her and saw adoration. She smiled at me. ?I’ve missed you, boy.? she said, and she shut the door before I could answer. Our life went on like that. Mary would play with me one night, then tease me all the next day and give me nothing. Then she would play with me the next night. She was wonderfully, mercifully predictable and I found myself falling into a happy routine of tease, play, tease, play. Of course, what play was varied considerably and I could. I managed to catch the next two spurts because they were slower and not so much but my hand was still covered with his first coming. ‘That was great Colin,’ he said as I finished wiping the head of his cock and then, without any forethought, instead of wiping my own hand, began to lick his sperm off. I cannot explain why I did this, but I did and found it tasted slightly salty but still licked my hand clean. Only after doing this did I wipe my hand and throw the tissues to one side and lay.