When I walked out into the living room I saw Chelsea asleep on the sofa in her little booty shorts, face down butt jutted into the air. The bottom of ...er ass cheek was hanging out. It looked so fucking delicious, perfectly tanned perfectly curved. I called out to her, "Hey Chels", just to check if she was up. Thankfully no response. Just to be sure I said it again barely audible, "Chelsea". She was still completely out. I stood there for a second, my eyes running over her tight little body. I. 2km) and the top 400m was snow-capped all year round. Mind you, you had to go back down around 250m or so, to get to the effective base of the mountain.It was roughly a 40km trek from Ricky’s treehouse to the base, due to the terrain in between. It also had to be done on foot once you left his plateau due to the steep slopes and cliffs.Typically, very few people who visited this mountain came back as it was considered extremely dangerous. Some said the mountain was haunted and hollowed with. ”She gave that a moment to sink in, and then continued. “She showed me the pictures of your work.”His face immediately flushed and he opened his mouth, starting to say something. She reached out, pressing a finger to his lips and flashing him the same smile she’d offered earlier.“Shh. They’re beautiful.” A brief chuckle shook her. “That’s a little vain, isn’t it?”He cracked a smile, which caused her to respond in turn.“There are just so many of them.” Their eyes entwined, as they had twice. She was on her way. Then, as they merged into one sheet of fire consuming her lower half she bucked wantonly against his cock, wanting to take his entire body inside her if it would increase the feelings even a tiny bit. Finally she went over the top, screaming his name as her legs crossed over his ass and her arms crossed over his back. He kept up the motion for as long as he dared, but he was slightly concerned that she was going someplace she wouldn't return from. As his hips slowed she.