1. Fun in the Snow


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: crazyhats, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    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 ...
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