"Oh yea suck it baby," thinking of her mouth descending on my cock."Suck it, suck it baby and drink my cum," I called out. I was lost to my fantasy an... couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud grunt I ejaculated high into the air."Huh". My cum landed on my chest, stomach and some even made it to my face. It was one on my most powerful orgasms of my young life, and I was amazed how far I had shot too. I let my hard on shrink and lounged on their bed daydreaming wondering about what real pussy. When she’d had enough, she moved her hips back and pressed down on my hand, forcing my fingers out of her. I brought them up and licked them as she watched, then kissed her so she could taste herself on my tongue. I didn’t even wait for her breathing to calm before I turned her around and pushed down on her back so she was bent over the counter. She pushed away the food she’d been preparing and stuck her ass back as far as she could, inviting me inside her. I quickly pushed my shorts down and. I die for Irish accents. Call them my weakness if you like, but when I hear the sweeping tones of a young Irish female, my heart skips a beat and standing up suddenly becomes an effort. Work definitely has its perks sometimes. As she retrieves her ticket, I give her a wave as she looks up."Silent type huh?" she says clambering up next to me, the Irish lilt in her voice quite apparent this morning. I rest my hands on my knees in a futile attempt to stop them quivering."Evil silent type," I. The problem was that she spent it faster than I could make it. She had a spending addiction. I took away her credit cards and access to the bank accounts hoping that would solve the problem. And it did for a while. But then while doing my annual credit check, I found two new credit cards under my name that I didn’t apply for. At first I thought it was scammers, but it turned out to be my wife.I confronted her and she lied about it until I found the cards in one of her $1500 purses. She cried.