I read as I munched and soon the meal was gone, much to my disappointment. Sooner than I expected the flight was coming to an end. I hadn’t realized...it, as I was so engrossed in my book. ‘Please take your seats as we will begin our decent into Glasgow International Airport in precisely ten minutes.’ I almost shouted with glee. I was really there! We landed safely, and after I completed my encounter with customs, I was on my way to the real Scotland. I jogged quickly, following the signs for. He slid his hands down her body to her jean shorts and gently unbuttoned them. He carefully pulled her zipper down and pulled off her shorts releasing her sweet pussy smell. Her panties were already wet with her pussy juice. He ran his fingers up and down her panties sending her into a wave of pleasure. He quickly located her clit and massaged it, making her moan. He then began to pull off her panties and used his hands to gently spread her legs. He knelt down and gently began licking her. A little up to my thighs. All the while, I bit my upper lip and told him no.Now I said, yes here ( near my thighs). A little higher. He pressed and I said a little up. His finger came near my love hole and I said, ” yahan khujli ho rahi hai.” His four fingers nursed the soft opening of my pussy.He already got the signal of my lust by my dressing. He made me lie down and said he has to see it closer. And I have to close my eyes. I closed.“Uncle, andar ungli dalni ho to dalo. Mujhe yahan khujli. I'm home for two weeks this trip and I have my hiatus time, so it will actually be three. So as you can imagine, leaving is hard. I probably have my head up my butt the first few days I'm out, but I'm sure I'll be over that. I guess I really feel this is the real thing and it's getting pretty serious. I wouldn't want to be married this way." I explained as honestly as I could."Listen Rob, I totally understand and you wouldn't be the first man who would want to be home if he were just married..