The powder is piled up high around her legs almost to her knees. “Oh yea… XXX Picking up speed she shreds through the fresh pow, only looking up just in time to see a boarder in a Slednecks jacket fall off the lift and crater into a snowbank. Well… Chel blushes and drops her eyes from his, only for them to fall on the slight bulge in his snow pants. His own ungloved hands run up her goosebumped legs and finally pull down her soaked shorts. He pushes his hips toward her face, taunting her until she sticks her tongue out, licking the head. “Good deal, names Oscar. “Haha very funny.”
Chel realizes he is slowly shuffling closer to her, those ice-blue eyes filled with…? Nothing to impede him now he pushes his tongue deep inside her pussy wringing moans from her.
