Simon watched April squirm on the chair as he slide another cube of ice inside of her.  "Feels good doesn't it?"  April was shivering as she gripped the armrests.  "That spreading feeling of cold reaching into your womb."  He spoke as he slid another ice cube into her voracious sex.  The way that April was dripping a steady stream of ice water and her own juices was simply an incredibly erotic sight.  However all that outflow was going to waste, wetting the chair before it dripped down to stain the floor.  This would not do, and Simon took April's cup and downed the water still inside.  Then he set the cup on the floor to catch April's diluted liquor as it poured down.<br/><br/>"That's five cubes now, my love." Simon spoke as he slide another ice cube in, in the process letting out a rivulet of warm water and juice, all that remained of one of the ice cubes in her that had long melted flow from her open sex.  "Six more cubes and you will be holding more ice than you did Ben-Wa balls.  Now I want you to count down with me..."  He took another cube and began to press it into its new home.  "Six cubes..."