by sr71plt
in Gloucestershire or the Cotswolds. Apart from some ancient archaeology perhaps.
Galicia, Bretagne, Kernow (Cornwall), Wales, Ireland, the Isle of Man and Scotland are Celtic. England (minus Kernow) is not.
As noted It's the music that's Celtic in this story, not the location of the story (Celtic Sonata, not Celtic farm). But it was written after attending a Celtic music concert in Gloucester Cathedral.
certainly has a most beautiful cathedral. Surprised it has ever hosted a Celtic music festival. You should come to Glasgow in January for Celtic Connections, the world's biggest Celtic/roots festival.
And that's the hottest thing I've ever read. Makes me want to do the dance, too.
....you never fail to make a story hot as hell! Well deserved 5 stars!!!
I'm a farmer with a hefty dose of Celt in me. (pun ). I don't have your farmer's stature or well developed body, but I do have the stamina of a farm horse with a slighter lean cyclist's body. The biggest difference is that I'd put myself between those 2 - fucking & being fucked at the same time. You're right about the base nature of farming..We understand to rules governing life and death and take particular pleasure giving life.the biggest cock I've ever taken - thick 10 inches -was in Cornwall but owned by an Egyptian. The way he worked my channel was quite something and after testing I even experienced it bareback. Thrilling