She wore black stockings with a suspender belt, little black panties, and a super skimpy little bra, which she was struggling to not fall out of.I smi...ed at her as she carefully came down the staircase in her black high heels. She looked so hot. I loved seeing her tits bounce every time she took a step down. Her ass was stunning in those little panties.“You look amazing honey,” I said, “Why don’t you dance for me?”I used the remote to turn on the music again. Melora began to dance for me, very. She gasped as the texture of her skin changed under my finger tip as it ran over her areola. I could see, through the thin cotton of the bra that her nipples were already erect and as I slid my finger further down into the bra and it made contact with one of the buds, she gasped again and grabbed my wrist, pushing my hand even further down.I’d dreamt of this moment so many times that my hands seemed to have minds of their own and as the fingers of my right hand teased Hazel’s hard nipple, my. Her lips separated exposing the undulating walls of her vagina. The tongue moved forward, first sliding slowly over her clitoris surging deep inside her. She glanced side to side, then down, surprised to see her thighs still tightly closed when in her mind they were splayed wide. She stared at her lap, helpless as her body irresistibly responded to an imaginary but huge tongue fucking her hole and lapping at the fluid seeping from her. Her wetness was not imaginary. I could sense the slow. "It's almost lunch time anyway, how about we hit one of the runs to the cabin?"Yeah, I could eat. Maybe a sandwich followed by pussy. "Sounds perfect." We summoned the heli-lift down to us and rode it up to the mountain overlooking the cabin, then skied straight down to it.As we slid to a stop, Cotton-tail looked up and stared into space. "Mopsy, say again, I didn't get all that," she said, then paused, obviously listening to a built-in radio frequency. "Shit. Okay. Derek and I just arrived.