I moaned as I closed my eyes and let him enjoy my lips and tongue.After a few minutes, I stopped and unzipped his pants. I took it off along with his ...nderwear and asked him to take off his shirt. He obeyed like a small puppy. In seconds, I had stripped him naked.I started kissing him and took my tongue all the way down from his chest, biting his nipples, to his stomach, and then to his cock.I slapped his cock on my face, rubbing it all over my face, worshipping it. He started breathing fast. I. It didn't take me long to find. An hour and a half of hiking the course I'd created so many seasons ago led me to my familiar cliff. The view was breathtaking. I pause only for a moment to take in the quiet majesty of a barren forest blanketed by a thin sheet of snow. My Christmas hike had always been my favorite. It was almost a gift to myself. My brief pause granted me time to catch my breath and set about work with my rappelling gear. Anchor set, ropes in place, knots tied, and figure-8 in. ”“Yes!” I howled, my back arching.And I rode my brother’s cock. Hard.I slid my pussy up and down his dick. I clenched my hot snatch on him, sliding up and down as the pleasure surged through me. My eyes fluttered, my breasts jiggling before me, the ruby pendant moving with them. My snatch clung to his shaft, the friction burning between our flesh.Zanyia nuzzled against my brother’s whiskered cheek. She licked up the juices I smeared on his face, purring loudly. Her ears twitched. I grasped her. Where am I? What is that noise? Where I am, comes back quickly as I see Sara waking up next to me. The noise is my phone in my jeans. I get to it and see the number is listed as chubby blonde.“Hello?”“Um Hi. I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m the girl from the club you told to go home?”“Yes, I remember you were the pretty blonde who was a little drunk.” I look over at Sara as I say this. She doesn’t seem bothered that I complimenting some girl who’s just rung me.“Look I don’t do things.