I lay down beside her. If I wasn't mistaken she had more or less told me that she wanted sex. Another first for the day. She propped herself up on one...elbow then brought her head down and kissed me. Tenderly at first, then again more passionately. I hadn't had a kiss like that in a long time. Many's the day that I had longed for such a kiss and now as our tongues danced a sensuous rhumba I was being treated to more passion than I had received in many years. She moved easily, kissing her way. Once again, strange men gawked at Addie as she and Jimmy waited to pick up his bags--and their stares followed her right out the terminal as they went to find her car--but there was only one cock she seemed to be interested in.At the car, Addie thrilled Jimmy with a quick blow job-- slurping his sticky cock until he nearly came--then playfully climbed into the driver's seat. Then on the way home, Addie frigged herself to a climax with her right hand as she steered with her left, and Jimmie. A silent hour passed, maybe more, she knew she was near Wigtown, well south of Glasgow, the final cart track not user friendly for the low slung sports-car lurching and scr****g over the rough road. They swung into a gateway and abruptly the journey was over she was bundled into a white painted Butt and Ben cottage thrown into a seat and told to “sit quiet!” She was not inclined to do otherwise, her jaws hurt from the gag, and her arms were stiff from the unusual pose, she was scared, tired and. They probably thought I was being rude because I kept the table to myself. However, I noticed that the looks weren't glares. There were looks that I thought were familiar, but being on faces I didn't know, I couldn't make the connections.A young woman bumped my table with her hip. She wore a short denim skirt that was frayed along the bottom edge. She had cut it to make it shorter, and that showed off more of her legs. She also wore a very tight top that hugged her breasts very nicely and left.