Page 21 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

I glanced over at Slavanka to see if she was warming up thesame way. But she’d apparently decided to take a different approach.

She’d started driving one of the snowmobiles around while theother 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 andthe two of them got thrown off the snowmobile into a huge pile of snow. Slavankadidn’t seem phased by the snow at all, though. She just got on all fours andlet him fuck her in the snow for a minute until he was ready to cum all overher tits.

We thanked the drivers for their help and then hauled the skistuff up to the plane.

Ash was nowhere to be seen. But all of her bikinis were onthe floor and her suitcase was bulging in a way that made it look a lot like Ashwas stuffed inside. Apparently she thought she could hide in there to avoidhaving to make good on her promise to wear a bikini.

“It’s not even a big deal,” I said as we pulled her out. “Sincewe’re skiing you’re allowed to wear your ski suit. As long as you have your bikiniunderneath it’s not breaking the rules.”

“Well that was very unclear,” she said. “I thought you weregonna 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 outon the tarmac topless…”

“No!” yelled Ash. “Give me that ski suit.” She took one ofthe suits out of the crates.

While Ash changed into her bikini, Slavanka and I washed thecum off our tits. And then we all got into our ski suits.

“Hot damn,” I said when we were all dressed. “Justin outdidhimself with these. And on such short notice too.” I gave Slavanka and Ash eachtwo honks. Ash reluctantly returned the favor.

“I admit,” she said. “These look amazing.”

They really did. They were onesies, but they’d been measured tofit each of us perfectly. And the fur hoods and matching boots were super cute.

Ghostie and Teddybear looked pretty fine in their snow suitstoo. 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 fastenough, we might be late as it was.

“Can’t we use the ski lift?” asked Ash as we all buckled upour 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 thewire 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 slopesdon’t really compare to…this.” She pointed through the falling snow at the frozenpeaks around us. They were all ice and snow and rock. We wouldn’t see any treesuntil we got closer to the glass atrium.

“Good,” I said. “Just follow the flags and don’t point yourskis straight down the mountain and you’ll be fine.”

We all checked our skis one last time. And then we grabbedour 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 handedus our ski poles.

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