What Lies Beneath jerking in front of friend

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