Outside blizzards rage, inside nice body sex glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for nice body sex,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “nice body sex” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “nice body sex” against the snow.