It 's Christmas break and decided to go to Park City for a ski trip.

It 's kind of an sunless day with the probability of a storm coming in later in the day.

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

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

As I step in, I notice mortal getting in right wing behind me. As the door closes I turn and say hi to you. I ca n't really see your human 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 instrument pickup and the gondola car slows down just a bit, suddenly it comes to a period. Looking out it appears the whole mountain is without power. At least we are in our own short gurgle and not stuck in a chairlift.

Somehow our conversation has turned into a fantasy about having sex in a gondola car, while suspended eminent above the Baron Snow of Leicester. You have unzipped your jacket and I see your skin tight base stratum with your concentrated nipples pressing against the material. I feel my hawkshaw start to harden.

Since it is Christmas metre, you reach in your air hole, take out a candy cane

And slowly start licking it lengthwise, you the take the solid length deep into your oral fissure while looking in my eyes. you are sucking and licking the Candy Cane like I want you to work my dick. You come cheeseparing and gift me a hard buss, pushing your natural language deep in my back talk. I taste the red gum on your tongue. My gumshoe is straining for release.

You reach down and unzip my pants. My hands go immediately inside your jacket. I can experience your firm tit and severe nipples. I want them in my mouth so I push up your shirt, skid down a little taking one and then the other 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 knees, unzip my pants, then pull in them down to my knees.

You give the tip of my hard dick a slight 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 eye are sparkling.

As good as it feels I need to feel my cock inside your slit and ass. I have you stand and I slide your bloomers down. I push your back against the side of meat off the gondola. You take me and skid me into your wet, ardent twat. oh my god, you are so cockeyed.

One of my custody move to your amazing boob, the former to your firm ass. My finger move to your tight little ass and I slowly slip a finger in to your soused slight hole.

piece of tail me hard Baby, cum for dad. Faster and faster 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 start to slither down my balls.

As soon as your waves of climax starting line to decelerate, I pull my pecker out of your twat, turn you around and slowly insert my cock in to your tight footling ass.

With one hired hand I hold your manpower above your straits and press your titty against the glass. You let out a slight whine as the cold glass feeling your hard, sensitive nipple. Your ass look so in effect as my cock chute in and out. I slide a finger between the lips of your wet snatch and gently rub you.

I take your confect cane and slip it deep into your pussy. Fucking you with it while I fuck your ass

I gentle kiss the back of your neck and feel you shiver. As exquisite as it feels and longing to make it last forever, there is a sense of urgency as we do n't know when the gondola will start up moving again.

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

You give me a little thrust and immediately go to your knees and take me in your sass, sucking me deeply. What a spell on, high above the ski slope, a beautiful stranger sucking my cock that had just been fucking your ass.

I feel the gondola start to move just as I start cumming. now am pressing to cum. the gondola is picking up stop number as I fuck your mouth and throat faster and pulling your hairsbreadth. Suddenly I 'm filling your mouth and pharynx with my hot sticky cum.

We glance out the window and see we are getting skinny to drop. We hurry and adjust our vesture. 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, pass us a thumbs up with knowing smiles.

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

You then put the Candy cane in my backtalk that had been in your pussy. What a nifty tasting treat.

We exchange indirect request for an awesome day. You tell me you are off to find your husband, as he must be worried about the gondola car being stopped.

We each head off separate ways, knowing we will never see each early again.

Skiing that day was never better. I will always commend our gondola ride and, appropriately numbered car 69 .