Their arms wrapped around each other. Mouths met gently, then swirled and twisted in passion. Everything was back, as though the months apart hadn’t...existed: her ethereal bodyscent, her skin as his fingers slid under the dress, firm breasts tight beneath his fingers, teats rising inexorably to his touch. He grunted, unzipped her carefully, and his mouth fused on her nipples as his hand slid up her inner thigh. Found the wetness it sought, and she opened to him: – Oh Sandy mine, you’ve no idea. Ivrei Thankful, he took it, and she guided him down the frozen steps and back into the grand hall, where a number of people waited to ask him whatever questions they wished, but most recoiled when they saw Mayja, still garbed in her worn leather robes with a bow slung around her back. It was no secret that she was intimidating, having clearly displayed before the power to slaughter everyone in the room. Ivrei knew she would never do it, but the separation from the normal lord’s life that he. And although I shouldn't notice such things, she had an amazing ass and pair of tits (as my friends always reminded me). When no friends were around, we had a pretty lax policy on clothes, so over the years I got to see my mom lounging in robes or loose clothing with no bra. On more than one occasion, she had dashed from the shower to get a towel when I happened to be in the room, holding her tits close to her chest. They were easily a D cup, and when her back was to you, the sides of her tits. The next morning, I awoke bright and early. This time, I wasn't as hesitant to get out of the bag. I knew that I had much to do before we could get started on our trek back home. As I exited the snow hut, I was greeted by a pleasant surprise. The weather conditions had been just right for the creation of a hoar frost. Everything was covered with tiny crystal formations. It looked like a scene from a winter wonderland poster.I was happy to see that the sky was free of any clouds. I proceeded to.