I pause only for a moment to take in the quiet majesty of a barren forest blanketed by a thin sheet of snow. My Christmas hike had always been my favo...rite. It was almost a gift to myself. My brief pause granted me time to catch my breath and set about work with my rappelling gear. Anchor set, ropes in place, knots tied, and figure-8 in hand, I begin my descent to my quiet place. It's only 35 degrees F, but it may as well be 90 with all the layers, gear, and climbing I had done. Sweat beads form. I undo my trousers and let them fall, you help me to unhook my pants over my rock hard penis, and then I feel your cool wet hand grasp me, and begin to rub up and down. I kiss you hard, and gently push you back to the wall again, pushing a hand between your thighs I finger you gently, to encourage you to open your legs to me. You turn and bend over, so that I can slide my hard cock in to your welcoming moistness. It feels glorious, smooth like silk, and so wet that my length glides in and out. This was one of her favorite holds, especially when he began to increase the pressure with his thumbs, and she started to tremble as his thumbs dug deeper. Jake could feel her pussy twitch as she approached orgasm, then she arched her back and cried out at the early morning sky as she came. Her entire body was quivering and she soaked his cock and balls with girl-cum, then collapsed, letting him hold her up with that wonderfully tight grip.Through his hands and his cock, he could feel every. “That was fucking fabulous, man. I can’t believe we actually fucked your Mom!” “Sheeeze, I think she was liking it too. She was too drunk to know what was happening. I hope.” “She was sucking me off. She did suck me off.” “I better take a towel down and clean her up a bit.” “She just swallowed when I came in her mouth. How long you been doing this?” “Not long. Be right back, we better go to sleep.” I went back down with the towel and wiped around Mom’s pussy. She looked so beautiful I wanted.