Melting ice-teased pussy takes him deep in lace

In the dim glow of the bedside lamp, shadows dance across her pale skin as she lies back on the rumpled sheets, the green lace dress clinging transparently to her curves. She's been teasing him all evening, trailing ice cubes over her nipples until they hardened and dripped down her thighs, her choker a delicate collar of lace against her throat. Now, with legs spread wide in thighhighs, she grips her knees, guiding him closer. His cock presses against her slick folds, the melted ice making everything glisten as he slides in slow, her pussy lips parting around him in the moody light. She gasps softly, eyes fluttering shut, the atmospheric haze blurring the edges where their bodies meet, her body arching just enough to take him deeper, the wet sounds echoing in the quiet room.