Page 21 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
I glanced over at Slavanka to see if she was warming up the same way. But she’d apparently decided to take a different approach.
She’d started driving one of the snowmobiles around while the other delivery guy fucked her from behind.
Get it, girl!
I admit, I was a little jealous that she was getting fucked.
But I got significantly less jealous when she hit a bump and the two of them got thrown off the snowmobile into a huge pile of snow. Slavanka didn’t seem fazed by the snow at all, though. She just got on all fours and let him fuck her in the snow for a minute until he was ready to cum all over her tits.
We thanked the drivers for their help and then hauled the ski stuff up to the plane.
Ash was nowhere to be seen. But all of her bikinis were on the floor and her suitcase was bulging in a way that made it look a lot like Ash was stuffed inside. Apparently she thought she could hide in there to avoid having to make good on her promise to wear a bikini.
“It’s not even a big deal,” I said as we pulled her out. “Since we’re skiing you’re allowed to wear your ski suit. As long as you have your bikini underneath it’s not breaking the rules.”
“Well that was very unclear,” she said. “I thought you were gonna make me ski down the mountain in nothing but a bikini.”
“I don’t hate that idea. You kind of owe us after we went out on the tarmac topless…”
“No!” yelled Ash. “Give me that ski suit.” She took one of the suits out of the crates.
While Ash changed into her bikini, Slavanka and I washed the cum off our tits. And then we all got into our ski suits.
“Hot damn,” I said when we were all dressed. “Justin outdid himself with these. And on such short notice too.” I gave Slavanka and Ash each two honks. Ash reluctantly returned the favor.
“I admit,” she said. “These look amazing.”
They really did. They were onesies, but they’d been measured to fit each of us perfectly. And the fur hoods and matching boots were super cute.
Ghostie and Teddybear looked pretty fine in their snow suits too. But thanks to my vow of celibacy, I couldn’t do anything about it.
Not that there was time to anyway. If we didn’t ski fast enough, we might be late as it was.
“Can’t we use the ski lift?” asked Ash as we all buckled up our skis. She pointed longingly at the ski lift off the side of the tarmac.
“It moves too slow to get us to the meeting in time.”
She didn’t look convinced.
“And think about how easy it would be for Isabella to cut the wire midway through our descent.”
“Never mind,” said Ash. “Let’s ski.”
“You do know how to ski, right?” asked Teddybear.
“Yeah. I’ve been to the Poconos a few times. But those slopes don’t really compare to…this.” She pointed through the falling snow at the frozen peaks around us. They were all ice and snow and rock. We wouldn’t see any trees until we got closer to the glass atrium.
“Good,” I said. “Just follow the flags and don’t point your skis straight down the mountain and you’ll be fine.”
We all checked our skis one last time. And then we grabbed our ski poles and were about to start down the mountain.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Yes, yes,” said Slavanka.
“Yup,” agreed Ash.
We pulled our goggles down and Ghostie and Teddybear handed us our ski poles.
