Winter

I ski your sublime slopes sensuously slipping over your snowy skin.
My blustery blizzard buries your bare beautiful bosoms, blanketing my babe with bliss.
I hasten to have your hot chocolate, chasing the chill, chugging the charge in my chosen’s cheery channel, constantly consuming the creamy cocoa contained in your commodious comely cup.
You instigate intense investigation of my immense icicle; your hand heartily holds its hoary heft, happily heating. Mama’s moist mouth marvelously massages my massive member, making me melt. You delightedly drink the delicious drops, driving your desire for deeper deliverance.
My stout and sturdy sled slides in your sweet spot, strongly stimulating and supremely satisfying.
I skate slicing your pleasant and pretty pond passionately propelling pleasure as my big broad blade boldly bites below, bringing boundless benefits.
We shiver and shudder, our shapes shrouded by our shared sheets, our comforts compelled by the creeping cold combined with our carnal caring, our kisses and caresses commanding our coming in close contact, coupling completely, coming copiously.