Evelyn Blowing Snow
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Fun In The Snow free porn video
Rrrawrrawarrr!!!! The snowmobile screams as we vault over the large mound of snow. The fresh powder sprays everywhere, as we land with a crash. I laugh as I do a tailspin, leaving a doughnut in the soft snow. You grip tightly around my waist, as my gloved hands rev the engine. We fly though the field, the wind whipping at our coats. We both laugh at the sheer exhilaration of the ride. The woods and scenery pass quickly by in almost a white blur as we rocket towards our destination. I had wanted you to see my special place, where no others can find me, only you.
I raise the visor on my helmet, as I slow the snowmobile down to a crawl, as we come closer to my hidden place. I gradually bring the snowmobile to a stop. The woods seem incredibly quiet after the almost deafening noise of the engine. We take off our helmets and leave them by the snowmobile.
I smile softly up at you, as your large gloved hand envelopes mine. It starts to snow, as we walk slowly though the woods, our breath visible in the cold air. Our footsteps are muffled by the freshly fallen snow. The woods seem to settle down, the snow making the already quiet woods even calmer.
I lead you over to a worn bench that looks out over a frozen pond. You see an inscription on the seat of the bench, and you read it softly out loud, “For my beloved Sarah, from her Ryan, who always sat beside her.” The quiet words make me blush as you sit down next to me.
We sit in a comfortable silence, arm in arm, as we look at the falling snow. You softly whisper in my ear, “Slowly look to our left, it seems we have visitors.” I look warily to you, as you grin down at me. I slowly turn my head to look past you to our left. I quietly gasp with surprise, as I see a doe and a large buck gracefully enter the clearing. We watch the pair until they decide to leave as silently as they arrived.
I continue staring after them, long after they had left. I sigh contentedly, as I turn towards you. Instead of looking in the direction of the departing deer, you are looking at me. I blush prettily, as you continue to watch me. The snow falls softly onto my hair and face, as I return your avid stare. Unable to help yourself, you lean in and kiss me.
My tongue rushes in to meet yours, in an almost frantic need for one another, as you pull me onto your lap. I moan, as you follow the line of my jaw down to my neck, with your hot mouth. You push away my scarf and suck on my throat as you try to unbutton my heavy coat. You finally get the coat open, but only to sigh in frustration, as you encounter another layer of clothing. You are not used to winter clothes, having multiple layers between skin touching skin. You groan as you delve under that shirt, to find another shirt between you and your goal.
I giggle as you give up. I laugh as you look at my breasts forlornly, and hang your head and sigh dramatically. I take pity on you and stand up. “Come on,” I say as I take your hand and pull you up from the bench. “Where are we going?” you ask as we head back to the snowmobile. “You’ll see,” I say slyly as we get our helmets back on, and get back onto the snowmobile.
I start the snowmobile with a flourishing spin and then we are off. As we speed through the woods to our new destination, I can feel your huge cock pressed up against my back, even through all of our layers of clothing. The feel the engine rumbling underneath me and your hot thick pole behind me, had me squirming in my seat. I gasp as one of your hands that were around my waist sneaks up and grasps one my big breasts.
I arch my back as you firmly squeeze my breast. I speed up the snowmobile, so the forest is whipping by. You let go of my breast to hold on tightly to my waist as we zip through the maze of trees. Finally, a cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney comes into view up ahead.
We get off the snowmobile almost as soon as it stops, and take off our helmets, tossing them into the garage. You pick me up in your arms, as I kiss your neck, laving my tongue over the throbbing pulse. You groan as you kick open the door. You carry me over the threshold, into the warmth of the cabin, and place my feet gently on the floor. Then you turn and slam the door. You turn and face me, and like a wild man, start ripping off my clothes. I hurriedly take the clothes off of you. We leave a trail of clothes, as we head into the living room. You start to head towards the bedroom, but I shake my head no.
I push you towards the lit fireplace, and towards the bearskin rug on the floor. When you see where I am headed you grin, and sit with your legs outspread, your back against the couch, and your huge cock standing upright and ready for me. I say, “Hold on one second, I will be right back.” You groan and start masturbating your hard cock, with sure hard strokes. I bite my lip watching you, before I quickly run to the kitchen.
You hear the refrigerator door open and me rustle around, moving jars and things about. I hurry back into the living room, my big breasts swaying up and down. In my hands are a can of whip cream, a glass jar of maraschino cherries, and a bottle of chocolate sauce. You gulp as you stare up at my naked body, holding the dessert condiments. “What … what are you going to do with those?” you say unsteadily as your cock gets even harder in your hands.
“I am going to make a sundae, silly.” I laugh as you try to breathe all of the oxygen in the room, you’re breathing so hard. Without realizing it, your hand has started pumping your huge dick faster and faster. I kneel beside you and softly put my hand on your frantically moving hand. You quickly release your hot cock from your own crushing grip.
I smile serenely up at you as I reach for the chocolate sauce. You whimper as the cool sauce hits your hot cock. I giggle as your cock jerks in response to the chocolate sauce. As I reach for the whip cream, one of your hands shoot out and fondle one of my breasts. I bite by lip as I continue to reach for the whip cream. When I turn and face you to squirt the whip cream onto your huge pole, both of your hands go to my breasts and start rubbing your rough palms all over my hard nipples. I gasp and moan a little, but it doesn’t deter me from squirting the whip cream all over your giant cock.
You tweak my nipples in retaliation for the shock of the coldness of the whip cream. I groan, and take one of my fingers, run it up the long length of your shaft, and put the sundae toppings in my mouth. You groan and release my breasts as you watch with fascination, as I lick the sweet sauce off my finger, taking the whole thing in my mouth in one suck.
“It seems to be missing something,” I muse quietly to myself, as I stare intently at your bursting cock covered in whip cream and chocolate sauce. “Oh yes! I know!” I say as I place a cherry onto the tip of your huge cock. I look at my dessert with delight as I rub the cherry around the tip a bit. Then I take the cherry up to my mouth and lick the juicy fruit, before biting it away from the stem with my teeth.
You moan as my mouth descends onto your large pole. First I lick around the shaft of your hot cock. Licking off the chocolate sauce and whip cream, and playing with each throbbing vein as I pass it by. I start at the bottom of your long shaft, and work my way up to your sensitive tip. Because you love it, I sc**** my teeth across the hard tip.
Unable to wait any longer, you quickly pull me up from your now sticky crotch and impale my ready and dripping pussy onto your giant cock. I moan as you slam your hard dick into me. “Oh! Fuck, yeah, Trevor! Oh my god!” I moan as the whip cream mixes with my own sweet cream. We both are already so close, so ready that the pace becomes a frenzied race to see who can get to the finish line first.
“Yes! Oh Yes! FUCK!! Oh! OH! Yes! Yes!” I moan as you slam your hard dick into me. “Fuck me harder, Trevor! Yeah! Yeah! Oh my GOD! YES! TREVOR!!!” the last note ends on a wailing scream as I cum all over your hot cock. You cum right after me with large spurts of jizz as they shoot up my hungry pussy. You continue to pump up into me until both of our energy is spent. We collapse together, both panting with exhaustion.
You slowly soften up and slide out of me, sucking my breasts, as you do. But the night is still young and we haven’t even used the dessert toppings on me yet. Hmmmm.
I raise the visor on my helmet, as I slow the snowmobile down to a crawl, as we come closer to my hidden place. I gradually bring the snowmobile to a stop. The woods seem incredibly quiet after the almost deafening noise of the engine. We take off our helmets and leave them by the snowmobile.
I smile softly up at you, as your large gloved hand envelopes mine. It starts to snow, as we walk slowly though the woods, our breath visible in the cold air. Our footsteps are muffled by the freshly fallen snow. The woods seem to settle down, the snow making the already quiet woods even calmer.
I lead you over to a worn bench that looks out over a frozen pond. You see an inscription on the seat of the bench, and you read it softly out loud, “For my beloved Sarah, from her Ryan, who always sat beside her.” The quiet words make me blush as you sit down next to me.
We sit in a comfortable silence, arm in arm, as we look at the falling snow. You softly whisper in my ear, “Slowly look to our left, it seems we have visitors.” I look warily to you, as you grin down at me. I slowly turn my head to look past you to our left. I quietly gasp with surprise, as I see a doe and a large buck gracefully enter the clearing. We watch the pair until they decide to leave as silently as they arrived.
I continue staring after them, long after they had left. I sigh contentedly, as I turn towards you. Instead of looking in the direction of the departing deer, you are looking at me. I blush prettily, as you continue to watch me. The snow falls softly onto my hair and face, as I return your avid stare. Unable to help yourself, you lean in and kiss me.
My tongue rushes in to meet yours, in an almost frantic need for one another, as you pull me onto your lap. I moan, as you follow the line of my jaw down to my neck, with your hot mouth. You push away my scarf and suck on my throat as you try to unbutton my heavy coat. You finally get the coat open, but only to sigh in frustration, as you encounter another layer of clothing. You are not used to winter clothes, having multiple layers between skin touching skin. You groan as you delve under that shirt, to find another shirt between you and your goal.
I giggle as you give up. I laugh as you look at my breasts forlornly, and hang your head and sigh dramatically. I take pity on you and stand up. “Come on,” I say as I take your hand and pull you up from the bench. “Where are we going?” you ask as we head back to the snowmobile. “You’ll see,” I say slyly as we get our helmets back on, and get back onto the snowmobile.
I start the snowmobile with a flourishing spin and then we are off. As we speed through the woods to our new destination, I can feel your huge cock pressed up against my back, even through all of our layers of clothing. The feel the engine rumbling underneath me and your hot thick pole behind me, had me squirming in my seat. I gasp as one of your hands that were around my waist sneaks up and grasps one my big breasts.
I arch my back as you firmly squeeze my breast. I speed up the snowmobile, so the forest is whipping by. You let go of my breast to hold on tightly to my waist as we zip through the maze of trees. Finally, a cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney comes into view up ahead.
We get off the snowmobile almost as soon as it stops, and take off our helmets, tossing them into the garage. You pick me up in your arms, as I kiss your neck, laving my tongue over the throbbing pulse. You groan as you kick open the door. You carry me over the threshold, into the warmth of the cabin, and place my feet gently on the floor. Then you turn and slam the door. You turn and face me, and like a wild man, start ripping off my clothes. I hurriedly take the clothes off of you. We leave a trail of clothes, as we head into the living room. You start to head towards the bedroom, but I shake my head no.
I push you towards the lit fireplace, and towards the bearskin rug on the floor. When you see where I am headed you grin, and sit with your legs outspread, your back against the couch, and your huge cock standing upright and ready for me. I say, “Hold on one second, I will be right back.” You groan and start masturbating your hard cock, with sure hard strokes. I bite my lip watching you, before I quickly run to the kitchen.
You hear the refrigerator door open and me rustle around, moving jars and things about. I hurry back into the living room, my big breasts swaying up and down. In my hands are a can of whip cream, a glass jar of maraschino cherries, and a bottle of chocolate sauce. You gulp as you stare up at my naked body, holding the dessert condiments. “What … what are you going to do with those?” you say unsteadily as your cock gets even harder in your hands.
“I am going to make a sundae, silly.” I laugh as you try to breathe all of the oxygen in the room, you’re breathing so hard. Without realizing it, your hand has started pumping your huge dick faster and faster. I kneel beside you and softly put my hand on your frantically moving hand. You quickly release your hot cock from your own crushing grip.
I smile serenely up at you as I reach for the chocolate sauce. You whimper as the cool sauce hits your hot cock. I giggle as your cock jerks in response to the chocolate sauce. As I reach for the whip cream, one of your hands shoot out and fondle one of my breasts. I bite by lip as I continue to reach for the whip cream. When I turn and face you to squirt the whip cream onto your huge pole, both of your hands go to my breasts and start rubbing your rough palms all over my hard nipples. I gasp and moan a little, but it doesn’t deter me from squirting the whip cream all over your giant cock.
You tweak my nipples in retaliation for the shock of the coldness of the whip cream. I groan, and take one of my fingers, run it up the long length of your shaft, and put the sundae toppings in my mouth. You groan and release my breasts as you watch with fascination, as I lick the sweet sauce off my finger, taking the whole thing in my mouth in one suck.
“It seems to be missing something,” I muse quietly to myself, as I stare intently at your bursting cock covered in whip cream and chocolate sauce. “Oh yes! I know!” I say as I place a cherry onto the tip of your huge cock. I look at my dessert with delight as I rub the cherry around the tip a bit. Then I take the cherry up to my mouth and lick the juicy fruit, before biting it away from the stem with my teeth.
You moan as my mouth descends onto your large pole. First I lick around the shaft of your hot cock. Licking off the chocolate sauce and whip cream, and playing with each throbbing vein as I pass it by. I start at the bottom of your long shaft, and work my way up to your sensitive tip. Because you love it, I sc**** my teeth across the hard tip.
Unable to wait any longer, you quickly pull me up from your now sticky crotch and impale my ready and dripping pussy onto your giant cock. I moan as you slam your hard dick into me. “Oh! Fuck, yeah, Trevor! Oh my god!” I moan as the whip cream mixes with my own sweet cream. We both are already so close, so ready that the pace becomes a frenzied race to see who can get to the finish line first.
“Yes! Oh Yes! FUCK!! Oh! OH! Yes! Yes!” I moan as you slam your hard dick into me. “Fuck me harder, Trevor! Yeah! Yeah! Oh my GOD! YES! TREVOR!!!” the last note ends on a wailing scream as I cum all over your hot cock. You cum right after me with large spurts of jizz as they shoot up my hungry pussy. You continue to pump up into me until both of our energy is spent. We collapse together, both panting with exhaustion.
You slowly soften up and slide out of me, sucking my breasts, as you do. But the night is still young and we haven’t even used the dessert toppings on me yet. Hmmmm.
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