Then I told her, I think I spoke to your parents for the house viewing on the phone, if you can call your mother, I shall speak to her about the house...as your father said he’s busy with work.She started laughing, and I was confused… then she said it was me with whom you spoke, only me and my husband live here all alone… for few minutes I was silent and said you’re married with a surprise on my face… she said yes it’s been 7 years, and I kept telling her that she doesn’t look that old, look. I had never been with a guy who was so much bigger than me physically before and it was exciting how he could dominate me and manipulate my body how ever he wanted. If only you were there so he could dominate you and make you clean us up. I was pretty out of it and at times I was aware of nothing other than the fact that my pussy was dripping wet around this Irish guys cock as I moaned. You have never made me this wet. He kept talking dirty to me in that Irish accent. This last circumstance explained how Macklinson's had been able to penetrate their rural market areas so thoroughly. They didn't sell to retail accounts, only to wholesale delivery jobbers. That wouldn't work in a heavily built up urban area, too cost intensive.These route drivers were all independent, owning their own delivery territories, often passing them down to other members of their families, or even selling them outright to another would be route operator. For years, this method of. .I nodded and sent her to start the shower, heard the shower start as I walked those several unstead steps to the bathroom, and found her water spattering down over her, as she knelt in the tub awaiting me. I glanced at the toilet but stepped into the shower, and took my semi-hard cock in hand and aimed at her, giving her just enough time to close her mouth... My stream of piss was strong, splashing over her face and down over her full breasts , even aiming myself for her clipped nest of curls.