"She sat and talked with Scott as his food was being prepared and he enjoyed her homely manner. He looked out of the plate glass windows and smiled to...himself as he saw dark grey clouds gathering in the distance.Scott didn't have wine with his meal on this occasion but he did buy a bottle to take with him. As he paid his bill and prepared for his walk back to the tent the old woman bade him farewell, her words striking a chord with Scott."You take care noo laddie, Scotland needs mere like ye. Ray must have had his reputation even when Sally knew him."Come on Sal. You know it's true." Why? I don't even know what things you've been saying about me. You could have said anything at all. Anyway, I was drunk. I can hardly remember what happened." Do you remember photocopying your bare tits and your ass?" Mmm, maybe," Sally hesitated. I could see now that she was enjoying herself. It wasn't only me she liked to tease."And do you remember showing us the results?" It wasn't my idea. It was. In fact I was so grateful to find myself still breathing and all in one piece that I almost got up and shook the man by the hand for being such a fuckwit. (I chose to ignore the fact that I was behaving like an even bigger fuckwit.) So Ray the mountainous fuckwit woke up with a yawn of cavernous proportions and inquired after the time. It was still pretty early but I guess the afternoon’s drink had taken its toll and he said he was going to turn in for the night. I wished him a “Cheerio mate.. ‘Mmmmmm.’ I groan into her pussy. I drive my finger in deep and find the ridges of her g-spot. I stroke her lightly while kissing and sucking around her clit. I stimulate gently and patiently wait for her to demand from me. Her grip tightens on my head. She moans softly. I lift my face slightly and she rolls her hips to me to keep contact, her eyes full of need. I’ve teased her enough. I come down hard. I lap her clit like I’m starving for her. I growl into her and shake my head, her hands.