I knew I wanted this as bad as they did. I just had to make sure that they never told my husband.I knelt down and I began to suck Roger as the others ...ll gathered around and began to touch me. I felt my nipples harden at their touch and of course that affected my vagina.To make a long story short, I sucked each of them one time and then they all took turns fucking me bent over the card table.When that part was finished, I was really into the sex by then. Paul spoke up and said they should all. I figured that as this would be my last night in Scotland, I wanted something to remember it by, and what better way than with a traditional Scottish kilt? I certainly didn’t have trouble finding a shop. Basically, every second shop along the main street sold every manner of Scottish souvenirs and clothing.I chose one of the larger shops I knew to be just around the corner from where I was staying. After reluctantly leaving the warmth of the pub I headed out into the icy cool breeze and made my. Lips pulled on lips, savoring the long awaited feeling. Then Carrie’s tongue slipped into Tim’s mouth and the kiss became deeper and demanding. At the same time, hands that had brushed over sides and slid along backs began to pull at clothing and work their way to the other’s skin. Carrie unbuttoned Tim’s shirt, pushing it over his shoulders until her fingers could touch his chest. Tim moaned slightly as those fingers pulled his shirt-tail out and slid around and up to rub the tight muscles of. I told her that it excited me more too. Then Betty Jo asked me if it was all right to swear around the house in front of me and of course I told her that it was okay.Then she invited me to take a shower with her. We had sex one more time before she fell asleep in my bed. I cuddled into her ass and held her breast as I fell asleep.The next morning was Sunday. I started out by fucking her before either one of us had a chance to take a piss. Betty Jo asked me if she should get dressed or just stay.