So we've had a great morning on the slopes. Heaps of runs and for once not a lot of others sharing the slopes. Powder under ski, I've been following you down most runs deliberately lagging behind so I can check out your arse. Now we're in the chair lift I glance over and notice your straining breasts against your ski jacket, looking like they're bursting to get out. My cock starts to shift in my ski pants.
We ski off the lift at the top and turn down slope. Some long winding runs, but you decide to take a run through the trees. I follow. Navigating the snow gums we come to somewhat of a dead end. Stopping to catch our breath I notice those breasts of yours heaving again. Straining. I look around and the passing traffic seems well away on the slopes. Surely there is enough time before a chance discovery.
I kick my skis off and you follow suit. Before you have time to steady yourself again I kiss you hard. Hands roaming against your warm ski jacket. Your tits feel huge underneath. I can already feel your hardening nipples.
Our tongues dance. Your breath is heavy as your hands move to my crotch and you feel my hardening cock against the fabric.
I unzip your jacket, your tits are straining against your top. Hastily I pull your top out of your pants and lift it up. You have worn your sexy red bra. The tops of your breasts are bulging. Straining.
I reach round and unclasp ... they spring forward. Finally free. The cool air hits your nipples and they harden. Rubbery, sensitive nubs. I roughly knead your tits. They feel full. Heavy. Firm. All the while continuing to kiss you. Running my tongue around your mouth. Holding you firmly against me as I continue to work your huge breasts over.
My cock is now tenting my ski pants. You reach down and unzip me. Time to get it out.
You feel it in your hand. Its hard. Thick. Long. And very warm against your cool hand. You work it up and down with you hand. Trying to get it harder. Thicker.
I turn you around and undo your ski pants. I push them down just far enough. You lean up against a horizontal branch of a snow gum. Your tits are hanging down deliciously.
I have you were I want you. Your pussy peeks at me. Just a few wisps of blonde hair from my angle. It looks inviting. Pink. Wet. I slide my finger inside. You gasp and then bite your lip. My finger onfirms it is ready. Slippery and warm. I remove my finger and place it slowly in my mouth. Wanting to lick your juices off. Your hips are moving with anticipation
I reach around and cup your tits, knead them. The nipples are hard. Breasts are full.