"Eat later?" I asked groaned, setting my fork down."Much later."We both got up, and she slapped my playfully on the ass. "Why don't you get everything...ready, while I go get a little more comfortable?"She didn't need to ask me twice. I picked up the champagne, ice bucket, and glasses on my way, setting them on the bedroom dresser. Next, I fluffed the pillows, and turned down the sheets. The candles were lit. I took the bottle of lube out of the nightstand and set it on top of it. I thought maybe. They were probably kidding, but they spoke of weather so cold that your piss froze before it hit the ground. Tempestuous winter storms hit the area, one after the other, depositing heavy snow in places that rarely got snow or that usually had only a few inches on the ground at a time.I’m used to snowshoes and have mine with me, but they showed me “Norwegian snowshoes,” which they said were also called skis. Then they had to explain that a Norwegian was someone from a mountainous country with. He left my hands and cupped my breasts through my dress. Pushing him away, I slipped the thin straps off my shoulders. He took my breasts in his hand and his lips met mine in a bruising kiss. He rolled my nipples between his fingers, pinching them slightly.I squirmed and he replaced his fingers with his mouth. I cried out, lost in the haze of sensation. I pushed him away once again. He grinned at me before sliding my dress off my body in a pool on the ground. "No panties?" He winked.Without. He watched as my lips were trying to stay closed as James kissed me.Andrew was tracing my pussy with his fingers, just barely touching me and just barely inside my pussy opening. James lay next to me trying to relax from three cummings. He said that I'm going to be his favorite female fuck along with fucking Andrew. I looked at him with a huge question mark on my face.James replied, "I'm more for the gay fucking, but I really enjoyed fucking your sweet pussy." I smiled and leaned over to.
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