The last birlinn pulled along side and the men started unloading the gear onto it. Another stopped and rowed backwards, pulling up along the port side... of the boat. The men jumped aboard, as the battered birlinn took on heavy water and sank slowly into the bay. ‘Make fer the island and tend tae any wounded.’ Keith MacDonald, Grayson’s oldest cousin, yelled to them from his birlinn. The other birlinns were pulling into a small cove in the sandy island, well out of reach of cannon fire, as they. Until I met Amy.I met Amy on a dating app. She’s 36. And a single mom. I picked her up at her house. Took her to a winery I know that serves great food. We got a spot in the corner on some couch and ate charcuterie, and drank wine all night. We hit it off like we were old friends. Laughing, smiling, having great in depth conversations alongside inappropriate jokes and a tendency for the conversation to always become sexual. Leaving the bar I asked if she wanted to come over to my place for a. "Tell me all about it" i said exitedly."Well I let him kiss me some more, and drop my blouse off my shoulders, he went after my tits like he hadn't eaten in months, all the while exploring my pantiless pussy under my skirt with his talented fingers. I couldn't stand it anymore so I undid his belt and zipper and let his trousers fall to the floor, like me he was ready, no shorts, and his cock was a monster. I tried to wrap my hand around it but it only went halfway, So I took him in both hands. . . . ‘Sure, that’d be nice’. I gave him my best smile. ‘I really love truffles. How many can I get? You’d have to tie me up to keep me from having them all.’ ‘No problem. I could do that,’ he grinned. ‘You mean you’d get them all for me?’ I said sweetly. ‘Nope. I meant I’d tie you up to keep you from having them all. I would, however, buy you a nice assortment of your choosing. I would tease you with them and then feed them to you, if it pleased me to do so.’ I stared at him. His smile now.