After that, she was most accessible.I was exposed - she was exposed - and, we consummated the act of releasing our physical and emotional fever. She n...ever changed position. As she rocked and rolled on my lap, with my firmness inside her, my hands massaged her breasts. After a few minutes, she gently pulled my hands down to her pussy. She guided my thumbs to her clit, showed me how she wanted me to move, then placed her hands behind my head. As gently as ever, she guided my head to her breasts -. And the days after, the slaps, the kicks, the touches, the kisses, my 13th birthday when she told my friends to go home after the party, the bottle of vodka she drank as she stripped herself in front of me until I was hard enough to suck on. I had to fight my hate and my lust. As she got to the doorway, she looked back. You cant win Zachey, you are mine. She said as she smiled to her self. And that was when I snapped again that morning. I AM NOT YOURS!! I roared as I whirled around to face her.. We built up a rhythm and as her finger went in deeper so my cock went in deeper and she was taking the whole lot, would she swallow or would she spit? I had no way of knowing but I felt the build-up coming and then finally I let out an almighty groan as my hot spunk spurted out into her mouth, she pulled back and I ended up covering her face with my hot liquid.After I finished I pulled away to catch my breath, I looked at her, she had cum all over her face, with her mouth open I could see she. Then I started to pickup the hidden meaning within their phrases. A lot of it was derogatory over local things. I recall customs, food, plumbing and such being spoken down to. The only thing I could agree with is on plumbing. Trust me on this, there is nowhere on the planet which can compare to the North American bathroom. And if you are a Brit, you have no place complaining about anyone other plumbing. OK, getting off track....As time passed it was likely the alcohol loosened me up so I.