He sat waiting for her to emerge again, his hand in his fly, pulling out his cock already half erect and sat loosely wanking it while he waited, not w...nting to cum till later, then she emerged with a towel wrapped around her torso. Unfortunately, she bent double, facing him to sling and fold a towel over her head, catching up her locks, twist the towel then fling it back over her head. Cursing gently, he was sure, with patience, he would capture that treasured view from behind, one day,. Nodding in response, Aidan pulled back onto the road and on the correct side of it. Maneuvering the vehicle to his house, Aidan made small talk “So, is it your first time to Scotland ?” “Yes, I’ve always wanted to come, but never found the time. I’m half Welsh, but when I researched the name I found it’s actually Scottish. Don’t remember from where and haven’t done more digging than that. I get easily distracted sometimes. Although usually not so much when driving that I attempt. After five minutes, he returned to the living room with his ice cream banana split. Brian was eating and playing video game at the same time. Jennifer stood by his side. As he stared at his sexy mother, he lost concentration and just realized that he lost the game. Brian got angry. He got up and slapper his mother hard on the face, shouting, “you stupid whore. Look what you made me do.” His mother looked away from his, whispering in a scared tone, “I am sorry master.” He threw the joystick on. And Kishku’s eyes sparkled with lust for Sarda.Anyway, having adjusted her fallen pallu, Sarda gathered her seat, facing Kishku. And, all three of them, now occupied in their chit-chats and boozing etc. They were enjoying their drinks and chats among themselves. Of course, Kishku’s eyes appeared to stay glued to Sarda’s pectoral skin or complexion visibly poking up through her black-hued diaphanous blouse-material and pallu as though to lure Kishku to unveil and molest her femininity. . . Sarda.