Scotch on the Rocks

She was standing there nearly naked at the base of a tree, a sweet, shy fairylike girl. She led the Scottsman back to her cave and offered him a sweet milky drink to quench his thirst. But after one sip he fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke, his wrists were bound and his kilt was bunched up on his back. He felt the warmth of her body pressing against his raised ass and then something more disturbing! A thick cock pressing against his resisting virgin hole. Strong hands gripped his hips and with one good thrust she was full sheathed with her balls rubbing against his. Despite his protests she fucked him hard and when she came, she pulled out and shot her load all over his face. Hmm, the taste was so familiar. Ah! The drink that had started it all! More,please?