"Fuck! Their frozen," she stated as she worked at the strap."Try using the tip of my knife," I told her.My hands brushed the snow off the strap and I ...unfastened it. I pulled the blade and handed it to her. I then pulled my mask, and goggles off, dropping them onto the plastic covered floor."Thanks," she replied as she took the bowie knife. She soon had the first strap loosened. Setting the blade on the chair she pried the buckle open for me.I slipped the pack off and it hit the floor with a. "I want to do a duet, with you." Oh, Jon. I couldn't play with you, not the way you're playing now." Sure you can. You just need to practice." No. I'd look like a fool." Bull," I said, the closest thing to a swear word I could use in front of my mom. Mom's eyes widened, realizing that I must feel strongly if I used a word like that in her presence. "But Jon ...," I want to play, with you, Mom." I held my finger to her lips to silence further protest. "I need you to be up there with me," I. After the shower, Liz put on one of Dave’s dress shirts and a pair of his boxers, thankfully Dave has a thin waist. On the final check before they walked out Liz noticed the hicky on her neck called Dave a saw his matching hitching hicky. As they walked downstairs, they smelled fresh coffee and cooking bacon. When they walked into the kitchen Ellie was sitting there looked at them and said you two are going to have some explaining to do. Ellie looked at Liz and asked do I get to call you Mom. I stood J next to his friend, put both hands on his friends boxers, and pulled them down to his ankles. What was underneath took me by surprise. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen. At least two inches longer than J's, wider, and perfectly straight. Like it was saluting me and telling me to have my way with it. I giggled, got on all fours, and then said, "who's fucking my ass, and who's fucking my throat"? Immediately both of them got on their knees and in to position - J behind me, and his.