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. "I nearly splurted out the hot chocolate I was sipping on. I'd never heard Catríona say anything like that before. She was always ever-so polite and somewhat of a goody-two-shoes. So when she said that, especially in context, it was incredibly hard to believe.I had know Catríona for years. We lived in the same small city in the south-east of Ireland. I'd first met her through local drama classes, and to be honest I developed quite a little crush on her in my first few encounters with her. She. Cupping them in one hand, I massaged them gently as I pumped my other hand up and down his shaft. As my hand reached the head, I smeared his precum over it, watching the knob pulsate. He began to moan softly and as his cock swelled and hardened even more in my hand, I knew he was about to cum. I thought "Okay girl, you've taken it this far, you may as well go for it." Standing up, I straddled him and began to lower myself on his erection. As I guided the head of his thick cock into my wet. A long moan erupted from her lips as she bumped her body against her husband. Next she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down between her breasts shaking them against the sides of his face. ‘I’m cumming!’ She groaned and after what felt like forever but was probably less than a minute she got what she wanted. Her husband came. ‘I love you so much.’ Her husband cooed. He leaned closer and kissed Jillian who returned the sentiment. She did love him, he was a good man. He’d been.