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When we travel most people think we are married. Maybe it's time we started living as husband and wife?” “Let me think about it “was Eva's reply. No more was said about it until we were back home 4 days later. Mom/Eva came out of my room carrying a big arm load of my clothes. I asked her what was going on?. She said “If we are going to be husband and wife it only natural that we share the same bed.” With that I helped Eva move me into her room. From that point forward things changed a little, we had sex almost every day, at least once a week she would wake me up by first stroking me to Cock Sucking get me hard, the sucking on me until I came in her mouth. Other times when she gave me a blow job, she would have me cum on her tits or have me shoot on her face. After supper I would sit on the couch and watch TV, before she would join me she would go and change in some sexy lingerie. Many times during or after sex she would say to me “I'm your wife, you own me” That was almost 4 years ago, as far as the rest of the world knows we are married, and we both love it that way. (If you would be interested in how thing changed after we became husband and wife let me know and I'll continue.) During a short summer break, I was spending a week driving around the west of Scotland and had booked a couple of nights on the Isle of Skye. For years considered a dramatic destination with romantic overtones, nowadays of course you don’t so much go “over the sea to Skye” as you go “over the bridge” to it – paying a hefty toll for the privilege - and this does tend to diminish the sense of romantic isolation. Nevertheless, the scenery when you get there is just as romantic and as dramatic as it ever was. I had booked into a small private guest-house hotel somewhat off the beaten track, partly for the added romance of its remoteness but also for its location in the north of the island, not far from the “Old Man of Storr”, a conspicuously phallic granite outcrop some 535m high. Just like so many passing tourists, I had seen it from a distance but never up close and I thought that the healthy trek up to it from the road might be rewarding. That was my plan for tomorrow anyway. I checked-in early in the evening and the woman of the house seemed pleasant enough but when I went down to dinner an hour or so later, I detected a strange atmosphere in the small dining room. As I entered, I was immediately aware of a group of about 6 guys at the little bar at the end of the room; they were the only others in the room and as I walked in, they suddenly stopped talking and, after a momentary pause to assess the interloper, they restarted their conversation – but in Gaelic. Hardcore Sex I felt very much the outsider and as I sat alone at my table in the window, the woman of the house took on a sort of “Mrs Danvers” persona as she served my meal; if you’ve ever seen that old Hollywood Classic “Rebecca”, with Laurence Olivier and Joan Fontaine, you’ll know what I mean; she blowjob was polite and efficient, while at the same time, gang bang rather grim and somewhat forbidding. It was all rather eerie and I ate my wholesome Scottish farmhouse dinner alone and in an awkward silence, while the locals continued their conversation in murmurs of Gaelic, interrupted by the occasional burst of laughter and a glance in my direction – which just made me feel even more uncomfortable. Afterwards, I retired to the comfort of the lounge, after first ordering a good 20 year-old malt whiskey from the bar – making sure that I did not give interracial the locals grounds for offence by adulterating it with anything like ice, even though I would have preferred it that way! Slumped in a deep arm-chair by the fire, filled with my meal and warmed by the scotch, I began to feel mellow and rather sleepy. As I dozed, I became conscious of the figure of a kilted young man half-sitting on the arm of the sofa next to me. My eyes travelled upwards over his young, slightly hairy legs and tanned bare knees. “Thank you, Daddy,” Hailey replied, kissing him on the cheek. They all smiled while the one in the middle grabbed the base of my cock with her hand to life it up, and they all three started kissing it at the same time. But he was okay with it because he knew from the start that there was probably no realistic future for them anyway, and the sex was great. It felt amazing and I guided her head gently while fondling her gorgeous breasts. This felt so different then any of the times with the lot lizards or with the woman looking for a man to support them financially while they stayed at home spending the hard earned money he worked for. 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