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6 feet and 7 inches of tall, wiry muscle marching towards you. A kilt swaying with each stomp and a ginger beard framing his strong, masculine features. This huge mans hard blue eyes look you up and down, drinking in the sight of his woman.
Before you can say anything you find yourself thrown over his shoulder with one strong arm, a big hand giving your ass a firm smack as he carries you to his bed. Your pants and underwear are already down by the time you arrive, and you feel that huge, warm hand groping and kneading your cheeks.
Once the clothing of your lower body is fully discarded, he hoists you up onto his shoulders. Filling his face with pussy, you feel his hot breath against your moistening lips as he pushes you up against the wall.
He starts with quick, playful licks around the edges if your clit and labia, gentle and teasing. You'd squeeze your thighs around his head, losing your composure as he moves on to slow, broad licks up and down those delicious lips. He'd make sure you feel the pressure of his warm, wet tongue against every sensitive fold.
Several minutes pass as you clutch his blonde hair with a tense, white knuckled grip. By the time he stops your left squirming in his grasp, desparete and needy and hungry for more. And more is exactly what you get.
Now struggling to contain his building lust, your new Scottish bull dives in and gives you a full on tongue fucking. Your lips are forced apart and you feel yourself filled with hot wetness. You cant help but grind your pussy against his face, pushing his tongue as deep as possible as it slides in and out with hunger fueled aggression.
This continues with no sign of letting up until your right on the edge of orgasm, your legs spasming and squeezing tight around his head. Then he stops, and you find yourself denied the relief you so desperately need.
You look down frustrated, but that gives way to trepidation as you see the look on your Scotsmans face. Intinct has taken over, and his eyes are filled with hunger. An animalistic lust. The urge to breed, to fuck his woman full of his warm, thick seed has possessed him.
He slides you down, never taking his eyes from yours as he holds your weight easily in his hands. Your brought to a stop. Mouth to mouth, chest to chest, legs are spread wide and pinned back by his hips...
TBC....?
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