Bathed in blue light, setting the scene in the mood for cold, the paradox being as fucking smoking hot as she is, Jay runs a piece of ice up and down her body! Sultry, seductive, and erotic; Jay knows how to keep the meter, how to keep a pace, and have a little tease... a little temptation and anticipation with whatever she does! With a wonderfully chosen piece of foreground music, the eye is drawn to Jay's hand, in which is cupped a very slowly melting piece of ice. First it touches one breast, then the other. Avoiding the nipples, sliding up her neck, and down her body. It even finds time...

Bathed in blue light, setting the scene in the mood for cold, the paradox being as fucking smoking hot as she is, Jay runs a piece of ice up and down her body! Sultry, seductive, and erotic; Jay knows how to keep the meter, how to keep a pace, and have a little tease... a little temptation and anticipation with whatever she does! With a wonderfully chosen piece of foreground music, the eye is drawn to Jay's hand, in which is cupped a very slowly melting piece of ice. First it touches one breast, then the other. Avoiding the nipples, sliding up her neck, and down her body. It even finds time to work its way down to the top of her pussy, leaving a silvery trail of delicious water upon her skin. Like a sexy pathway, the ice caresses every inch of her body. And yet, it is still there when the scene ends. One could suppose that like us, the ice wanted as much time with Jay as it could get!