Secret Homemade Russian Footage

The cold was no longer an issue, she didn’t feel it at all. The odd spelling of Just-Ice. She tried to wade through the water that was herself, her breath clouding in front of her. It was hopeless, her actions only served to stir up the water and sent ripples running through her. She wanted to bite her bottom lip but couldn’t, the gag still firmly in place. She began to shiver violently, clasping her arms to herself tightly. Her eyes a glowing pale blue. No mortal hand had made anything so beautiful, so lifelike, so full of… joy. Looking down, she saw the figures disappear and swirl around until a new carving presented itself. The ridges of the small bodies pressed against her bare flesh, and her squirming made them press against her clit and run up and down her vulva with ripples of pleasure.