I had to stay at one of her friend’s places for a week. They needed a boy to help them with some household work. I agreed to it and had to be there ...n a day.I reached there around 10 am and rang their doorbell. The couple (Mr. X & Mrs. X) opened the door and welcomed me in. Mrs. X: We are so happy to have you here.Me: It is so nice to meet you.They took me to the guest room to take a shower and change. I took a shower and came out. Mrs. X was in the kitchen. Only 20% of her body was covered in. He tried to hear more, but a classmate of his nearly stumbled into him. ‘Hey, Bill.’ Jeff smelled of beer and was already unsteady on his feet. ‘Check out the scenery walking around here. Plenty of opportunity to meet a foxy babe.’ Jeff took another swig of his bottle and glanced around, spotting the nearby redhead and her friends. ‘Here’s some foxy babes now.’ Jeff closed the distance to the trio and tried to introduce himself. ‘Hey, babes, want to meet a water polo star?’ ‘Just what we. “I’m gonna cum!” He kept up his efforts with his talented tongue, probing and fucking her with it as best he could. He could feel her inner walls trying to grip his tongue as it pushed into her. He could feel she was so close to cumming, so close to releasing her juices on his waiting face. “Shittttt!” Boom, her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks as she reached to pull his head tighter into her cunt. “What the fuck?” She cried out as she felt the short hair of Kyle’s head between her legs.. Callahan?" That was her married name after all."No!" she answered sharply. "No, and Niamh will do well enough." Only if you call me Martin," I responded."Fair enough, Martin," she smiled again. "Ah'd rather be Niamh Geallaigh if is all the same to you. Ah admit that ah'm married to Tom Callahan for all me sins but if ah could forget it ah would."Ah'm such a sap," she sighed and looked a nothing over my shoulder. "Tom has always been a fine thing, big strapping man and smooth as a sip of Irish.