It 's Christmas disruption and decided to go to Park urban center for a ski trip.

It 's kind of an overcast day with the hazard of a storm coming in later in the day.

There are not many skiers here and that is making for some great runs.

No lines at all to the gondola car, which is very rare.

As I step in, I notice someone getting in right behind me. As the door closes I turn and say hi to you. I ca n't really see your typeface 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 car slows down just a bit, suddenly it comes to a stop. Looking out it appears the all mountain is without powerfulness. At least we are in our own little bubble and not stuck in a chairlift.

Somehow our conversation has turned into a fantasy about having sex in a gondola, while suspended heights above the snow. You have unzipped your jacket and I see your skin miserly theme layer with your severely teat pressing against the cloth. I feel my dick starting line to harden.

Since it is Christmas prison term, you reach in your pocket, direct out a candy cane

And slowly go licking it lengthwise, you the lead the whole distance oceanic abyss into your mouth while looking in my heart. you are sucking and licking the candy Cane like I want you to lick my dick. You come closemouthed and give me a hard kiss, pushing your tongue trench in my backtalk. I taste the peppermint candy on your tongue. My shaft is straining for release.

You reach down and unzip my bloomers. My men go immediately inside your crown. I can experience your firm boobs and hard nipples. I want them in my mouth so I push up your shirt, slide down a little taking one and then the former in my mouth.

You tell me you want my hard candy stick and who am I to argue with a half naked, beautiful woman.

You get down on your genu, unzip my pants, then deplumate them down to my knees.

You give the tip of my hard cock a little lick. Then lick up and down the length.

Slowly you take me deep in your mouth. Sucking up and down. You look up at me and your eyes are sparkling.

As good as it feels I need to feel my cock inside your kitty-cat and ass. I have you stand and I slide your pants down. I push your book binding against the side off the gondola. You take me and slide me into your wet, warm kitty-cat. oh my god, you are so stringent.

One of my mitt move to your amazing tit, the other to your firm ass. My digit move to your fuddled little ass and I slowly slip a finger's breadth in to your sozzled little hole.

ass me firmly infant, cum for papa. Faster and riotous and as we move I feel your pussy tighten as you start to cum. You cum in a gush and I feel your wetness engulf my cock and get to slip down my balls.

As soon as your waves of orgasm start to slacken, I pull my cock out of your pussy, turn you around and slowly insert my cock in to your crocked petty ass.

With one hand I hold your handwriting above your head and insistence your titty against the chalk. You let out a picayune whine as the cold glass touches your hard, medium mammilla. Your ass feels so good as my cock sloping trough in and out. I slide a finger between the back talk of your wet pussy and gently rub you.

I take your candy cane and slide it deep into your puss. Fucking you with it while I fuck your ass

I gentle kiss the rachis of your cervix and feel you shiver. As exquisite as it feels and longing to make it last forever, there is a sentiency of urgency as we do n't love when the gondola car will start moving again.

You tell me you are cumming again, but you want me to hold off. Faster and faster my prick is pounding your ass. Your breathing gets faster as you start to cum in waves. You are shaking and the gondola car is swaying.

You give me a little push and immediately go to your knees and take me in your oral fissure, sucking me deep. What a go on, high above the ski slope, a beautiful stranger sucking my shaft that had just been fucking your ass.

I feel the gondola startle to move just as I start cumming. now am urgent to cum. the gondola is picking up fastness as I fuck your mouth and throat faster and pulling your haircloth. Suddenly I 'm filling your sass and throat with my hot sticky cum.

We glance out the window and see we are getting closer to unload. We hurry and adjust our clothing. Put our helmets back on.

All too soon we are unloading. As we are getting our skis, the people that had been in the car in front of us, give us a quarter round up with knowing smiles.

As we start down from the unloading platform saying our auf wiedersehen, I notice a small drop of my cum on the corner of your mouth. I reach over, wipe it with my finger and you take it in your mouthpiece, sucking it clean.I

You then put the candy cane in my backtalk that had been in your pussy. What a gravid savoring treat.

We exchange compliments for an awe-inspiring day. You tell me you are off to find your husband, as he must be worried about the gondola being stopped.

We each head off separate slipway, knowing we will never see each other again.

Skiing that day was never better. I will always call up our gondola ride and, appropriately come car 69 .