“Mopsy, say again, I didn’t get all that,” she said, then paused, obviously listening to a built-in radio frequency. I grabbed Phil’s clothes and gear, then mounted the snowmobile and let the GPS receiver guide me back to the cabin. “Phil went off course and managed to dunk himself in a mountain stream. I pulled out, and by grasping her ears gently I guided her mouth to my dick to taste her ass juices on it. I grabbed Phil’s clothes and gear, then mounted the snowmobile and let the GPS receiver guide me back to the cabin. “Just perfect, thanks to you, baby,” I answered, pulling her in close so I could kiss her and grab her ass. I can only assume that Cotton-tail made a perfect landing, since when she pulled me up I was the only one covered in snow. In front of that on the floor was a huge bear skin rug. I heard Phil grunt as he fired his load into Cotton-tail, and he must have sat back to rest because suddenly she was in front of me, lowering her cum-filled pussy onto Mopsy’s
