No doubt about it

"Why, yes, Loretta. I'd be happy to warm you up," you say as you roll in her arms. You hug her and then fondle her breasts. "Are these cold?"

"Yes, they're freezing!" she said with a smile.

You squeeze and tweak them, pinching her nipples until she moans. "I think they're warmed up now." You shift your hands to her smooth round ass. "Are these cold?"

"Yes, cold enough to fall off."

You knead and jiggle her ass cheeks, and Loretta purrs in your ear. "You warm them up so well."

You put your hand on her mound. "Is this cold?"

"Pure ice, waiting to be melted."

You run a finger through her slit, getting it slick with her fluids. You rub up and down, and the farm girl rolls on her back and opens her legs wide for you, moaning deep and low.

"Is that warmed up yet?"

"No, not yet. I think it needs an ice pick. Do you have an ice pick?"

"Why, yes, I do. I knew when I was packing that I'd need an ice pick."

You roll on top of her, putting your cock in her pussy lips.

"Mmmm, I can feel it melting already."