” Alene smiled to herself.“Drive safely. By the way, who is we?”“You won’t believe this ... it’s Jen.” Alene was said in a rushed voice....��The Jen?” Sabrina asked, she was clearly surprised.“Yes, I’ll explain everything when I get there.” And with that Alene ended the call, she turned to Jen and noticed she stopped crying. “Come with me Jen, the car is outside.”Jen nodded in silent compliance. The girls walked to Alene’s car and drove off to Sabrina’s clinic.“Thank you for accepting us on such a. I can't really see your face with the helmet and goggles on, we start chatting. You remove your helmet and goggles and I see your beautiful face framed with your long dark hair. Your voice is so sweet and I know this will be a pleasant trip to the top. We feel the wind pickup and the gondola slows down just a bit, suddenly it comes to a stop. Looking out it appears the whole mountain is without power. At least we are in our own little bubble and not stuck in a chairlift. Somehow. It had been a brief time later when Nick suddenly slid his cock from my wife’s tight pussy. He had Ann push her large tits firmly together while stroking hard on his throbbing cock. He gave his cock several firm strokes when it suddenly began to erupt. He shot numerous streams of cum over each of Ann’s tits while I watched from just inside the doorway to our bedroom. I stood there in awe of him, and I watched as his cum oozed down the sides of my wife’s big tits. I couldn’t believe what I had. You know, leaky faucet, some painting or helping to move furniture, that kind of stuff. Every month or so she'd bake me a pie to say thank you and drop it by after she got home from work. Every tiime she came to the door she was dressed impecably, blouse and blazer, straight skirt, dark hose and high heeled pumps. She would always smile, say thanks for helping and wiggle her tight ass back home. It never failed to give me a hard on and though I never made any advances toward her, she provided.