Simon loved the sensation of fucking April's chilled pussy.  How her frigid muscles gripped and caressed his hot shaft within its firm grasp as if trying to milk the heat out of him.  Incorporating ice into their love-making session had paid off in dividends. Simon kissed April's sweat-slicked face and gazed at her with lust-filled eyes.  He licked his lips hungrily tasting April's brine and smiled thinly at her before he leaned down and fed her another of the juice-slicked cubes which had escaped in their love making.<br/><br/>He felt the familiar surge within and Simon began to thrust into April harder.  The table shuddered and squealed in protest as it slide backwards from his impact and of their combined weights pressing down on its top.  Simon cared not if he reduced the table to splinters in the process.  He was going to seed April with his cum "Cum then, your master permits you to cum"  He hissed as he reached his own fever pitch, accidentally ramming into one of the remaining ice cubes still intact and propelled it to impact with her cervix.  The cold shock of the ice was the tipping point and and Simon poured out his hot semen into April, melting the ice as it mixed in with everything else in April's quim.