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A Visit to the Highlands

On my visit in the highlands
Off to see a bonnie lass
To enjoy each other's company
Feel her pussy, tits and ass

I wear my kilt traditionally
Where cock and balls hang free
Where she may lift it easily
And ask, “Is that lovely cock for me?

“It could be if you want it”
I said, as I kissed her lips
Then I headed for the lowlands
Nestled down between her hips

I took off my Tam o' shanter
Did not want it to get it wet
I planned to have her squirting
She'd be forever in my debt

Her lower lips were longing
For my tongue to be inside
She's becoming hotter, wetter
Her gripping hands become my guide

Her fingers have me by the ears
Pulling me tight on her clit
“Don't stop now, you've got it
Now please suck and lick a bit”

Her clitoris is firming
As I suck and lick it good
She has turned around and going down
On my hard and throbbing wood

My fingers find her “G” spot
Not far up in her abyss
She sprays out her orgasm
I'm so close that she can't miss

She wets my cheeks and mustache
Her cum's running down my chin
She slides her pussy down me
Grabs my cock and shoves it in

She's riding on me bareback
Squeezing down to hold me tight
When my balls are up against her
I suck her tits and have a bite

She wiggles and she giggles
Screams obscenities out loud
“I love the way your cock feels
The way you fuck me makes me proud”

“Stand me up against the wall
Drive in deeper with your thing
It can be a variation
Of the Scottish Highland Fling”

“Kiss me deeply on my lips
Let me taste my flavored rum
You must fuck me five more minutes
Maybe more before you cum”

I stroked her and I poked her
Until she was no longer tight
She moved her pussy on me
To the left and to the right

Back and forth and up and down
Until I could stop no more
Then shot my load into her
The excess dripping on the floor

I had her up against the wall
Her feet were off the ground
She moaned, “Please don't you dare stop now,
I love to hear that slapping sound”

My knees were getting weaker
But I followed her command
I fucked her even harder
Though I could just barely stand

She squeezed down on my penis
Milked out every drop from me
She had her third orgasm
Three's a good thing, don't you see

When her flailing was all over
And we collapsed, and were all done
She said, “Thanks for this highland visit.
The way you fuck is so much fun”
Written by eightmore
Published
Author's Note
I loved Scotland and wht not? I did not forget my Tam o' Shanter when I left.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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