Young Isla

The redhead asked me what I intended to do now that my mamaidh was dead and buried?

I just clasped my hands behind my back, mouthed an innocent: what do I intend? and blushed.

‘What would you like do right now, Isla?’ he said, ‘With me? Would you like to kiss me, girl?’

‘I’d like us to make love on mamaidh’s bed,’ I breathed, ‘Would you make love to me, please?’

Main Photo: Isla