The language barrier is enough, but what I do know of the language is near impossible for them to understand with my accent, so the few who speak Engl...sh have taken on the role of defacto translators. Even that is a minefield though, with the dialectical differences in the English that we speak. I feel like such a tourist, even though I'm relatively far from it. There have been moments that I have really regretted taking this job on a couple of days, but it is actually great, and I know. He was nursing a drink, and from the looks of the glass, it was a double shot. He kept looking at his watch and then looking over to the door. I was looking at him with my back to the door when I saw him give himself a tiny grin, then quickly change expression and he took a big swig of his drink. I swiveled on my chair and looked at the door. A woman stood in the doorway.She looked to be about 32-33, and about 5'2"; 120 pounds give or take a few, blond mid shoulder length hair. (You can imagine. She couldn’t even say anything – she just sat there staring, drinking in the fact that he was there, on her porch. Wow! It had been a very long time since she’d seen him in person. How did he affect her so much? That thought made her angry. ‘I don’t get affected by men,’ she told herself. It was true. Five years and she had never even kissed anyone, at least until the current person in her life. She had shut down that part of her, and it felt good to have that kind of control and independence.. Desiree again told me to slip it into my daughter all the way until I hit bottom. I loved it. It was a lot more than a second, because I know that I took about a minute to stroke my cock into her tight little pussy those three times. I just barely got it out of her pussy before I started cumming all over her inner thigh and my bedspread. Desiree used her finger to wipe up a gob of my cum and then feed it to my daughter telling her that she had better start getting used to the taste of cum. I.