I had gone in my Kilt and a Braveheart shirt while Katy wore a long tartan Skirt with a white blouse. She also had a tartan scarf draped over her shou...der like a plaid and we certainly looked the part of a highlander and his lady. In my other life, I had Celtic connections but this was due to the fact that one set of my grandparents had hailed from Wales and the others from Cornwall. However, I had never attended a Scottish Ceilidh before and was amazed at the variety of' really energetic. The drink had made some of the shirt transparent and the lacey bra beneath was pretty plain to see. Se where the nipples.She grinned. "I'm Jessica." she said holding out her hand.I shook it, "Dan." I said.Ben pushed passed me, took her hand and bent, bringing it to his lips. "Benjamin." he said with a grin and a glint in his eye. "But my friends call me Ben."Jessica smiled. "Big Ben?" she said, arching her eyebrows a little and blatantly flicking her gaze to his crotch.My whiskey sprayed out in. My nervousness faded and I started caressing her bottom. I could see the pink folds of her inner lips and moved closer. I moved my fingers to her pussy and eased her outer lips apart a little more. She was already wet, I sucked two fingers then slid them up and down between her lips.The sweet smell of her vagina reached my nose and my excitement rose. I moved close and put my tongue into her and wiggled it about. "Ooh, that's nice." She held my head lightly and guided me with gentle hands and. "What are you doing here?" One of them asked me.I made a grunting sound, and he glared at me. Chester came over and said, "He lost his tongue. We're just passing through, selling our wares." You selling the woman, that's the ware I want to be having," one of them said. I had no doubt that Mandy was about ready to reach for the crossbow at her feet if she needed to."Not selling any women, slavery isn't legal." Chester said moving his hand to his sword."You're the one selling that cure for the.