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Saving the Best for Last

Date: 8/23/2016, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Sex Humor, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

couple of hours, the group feasted on her clootie dumpling and brandy custard. All too soon the moon began to show its face through the clouds and it was time for Kara’s parents to return home. They left with a promise of returning for Hogmanay (New Year’s Eve), the next weekend. Duncan had already retreated to his room to play his new PS3 games as Scott and Kara stood in the doorway, waving to her parents until they could no longer see the lights of their car. Kara turned to step inside the home, but Scott’s arm blocked her from entering. As she looked up to question him, Scott pointed to the sprigs of mistletoe hanging in the door above their heads. “Not so fast, lassie,” Scott said with a sly smile. “I want to celebrate one more tradition.” Kara held her breath as Scott bent to tenderly touch her lips with his. Neither could think of anything to say as they stayed motionless in the door way of the old farmhouse. It was Kara’s shiver that f***ed them to go inside. Nothing was said about the kiss that night, or the days following. Duncan’s father, James, arrived Sunday afternoon to take Duncan to his home in Edinburgh for the week. He greeted Scott warmly, and Scott could tell there was no animosity between the parents. After a supper of left-overs the two agreed to go to bed early and start working in the cottages the next day. Scott forgot how much he missed working with his hands, and working with Kara made the tasks even more enjoyable. The two joked around and played ... tricks on each other. Kara convinced him to get close to one of the coo and took pictures of his virgin meeting. They cooked together and at night they would sit in front of the fire, sharing a whiskey or two. Their days were filled with laughter and smiles. They worked fast and efficiently, finished the repairs and updates to the cottages before the end of the week. On Friday, Kara asked Scott to help her in the hay barn, instead of moving on to the next repairs. Scott was impressed with her strength, being able to haul the hay bales into place. She was a demon with the pitchfork, moving the loose hay into a manageable pile. Kara turned and started up the wooden ladder to the hay loft when she felt Scott’s strong hands around her waist, pulling her off the ladder and setting her on the ground. “Scottie,” she began. “What do ye think you’re doing? Let me climb up and….” “Nonsense, tell me what you need and let me climb up there.” Scott was on his way up the ladder before Kara could stop him. There was a warning crack and the horrible sound of wood splintering before the ladder pulled away from the beam. “Scottie!” Kara cried as she watched the large man fall toward her. It was instinct that made her hold out her arms and attempt to catch him. The result was Scott landing on top of Kara, in the pile of hay they had just moved. “Ooomphf….bl**dy hell yer a heavy one. Get your arse off of me,” Kara said, after having the wind knocked out of her. “Ha, I can’t believe you were trying ...