I now wish I didn't do that. The wind is picking up, and the snow is coming down harder. In my head, I kept arguing with myself. Why did I tell them t...o go ahead? That I would catch up with them.I looked down at the ground in search of footprints. There were none. The path is all ice. I tucked my map in my armpits and cupped my mittened hands over my mouth and blew. It was a vain attempt to warm my face up.I looked at the village below and decided to take the path on the right. It seems to be. Aunt Margie handed me my soda and we sat next to each other on the couch. She dug into her dinner and I sat quietly sipping my soda through the news anchor’s recitation of the day’s top stories. At the next commercial break, I asked, “So, is that medication Dr. Milton prescribed working for you, Aunt Margie?”She swallowed a chunk of something and flushed it down with some RC. “I guess it must have done something, because I slept here on the couch off and on all afternoon ... or tried to. I. She started from her neck and went to her waist, making no detour, she went straight over the hills rather than go around them. Again she had to look at the clock to remind me to get started. I felt a little like a marionette on strings, and she was the one who ran the show.The lecture today was my favorite, full of stories about real-world examples of what could go wrong and frequently did. Her laughter was a little louder today, or maybe I was just anticipating it so much it sounded louder. Lucky for me, Kia left my cock alone. If she would have even brushed up against it, I would have erupted. Kia started to breath harder and pushed her face harder onto my face. I was soaked and felt a gush of wetness as Kia tensed up and grunted.I had managed to lick my girlfriend's mother to an orgasm. It was very exciting.Then Kia moved and grabbed my cock. She spun around and leaned over. Her nipple was almost touching my lips. I could not resist and found her nipple and started to suck on.