As April kissed him, Simon felt her tongue slip into his mouth.  He sucked on it gently before his own started to rub against and play with hers.  Simon held her face as he continued their French kiss, his eyes locked onto April's own without looking away.  He could see the lust in her eyes as he was certain that April could see his desire reflected through his.  Simon didn't need to her to tell him twice about taking her hard.  His iron rod was testament enough to his hungry needs.<br/><br/>The ice fought valiantly to chill him, but Simon continued to brush them aside as he thrusted again and again deep into April's frigid core.  He was going to melt all of the ice with his heated cock.  April's sex sloshed as more of the melt flowed out of her displaced by Simon's cock filling her.  It was strange submerging his cock into April's waters but yet invigorating and bracing.  Simon savored the sensation as he pressed against April bringing her down so she was lying on her back on the table with her breasts flattened against his bare chest.  He grunted as he thrust his cock home again and again, warming her up with his own heat.