Maybe a quick snack at the "Y"

After a moment the look of shock on her face turns into a wicked smile, and that burning desire is back in her eyes. But when I grab her waist, lift her up, and drop her on the counter, causing the ice cube to push into her tight butt in new ways, the look of surprise flashes back on her face. Her bikini top is completely soaked, and her cold tight nipples are poking out like little thumbs.

"Lets get you out of these wet clothes" I smirk, my hands finding the knot in the string behind her neck. I untie her top and let it fall, finally revealing her giant breasts. Her nipples are so taut it seems they are pulling all of the skin on her breasts tight. I lean forward, my hands gliding behind her back to find the knot in the remaining strap, and my face is so close to hers as I do so, the only thing I can see is her soft bambi eyes. I pull her into a deep kiss, and when I draw away I take her top with me. When I fling her top over my shoulder it makes a wet splat against the far wall. I turn to look, and see it drop to the floor on top of the ice cube that shot across the room minutes ago. We both laugh so hard I have to lean on the counter again, this time propping her up with my right arm to keep her from falling forward. It must be tricky to keep her balance with two marvelous melon breasts and her hands still cuffed behind her back. As our laughter subsides, my right hand slides down to her left nipple. I can't resist lifting my left hand to her right breast, and I tease and roll and twist both of her nipples a bit. Her nipples are incredibly hard, like little diamonds on her massive orbs.

My hands slide down her sides, coming to rest on her hips as I kneel in front of her. She is perched right on the edge of the counter. I drop my arms momentarily as she lifts her legs over my shoulders. I tease and nip at the insides of her strong thighs as I move closer and closer to her pussy. I can feel the heat on my face as it radiates from her snatch, and when I finally get there I run the tip of my tongue from the bottom to the top of her slit, through the fabric of her thong. I can feel her clit pointing out, trying to **** its way through the fabric to reach my hungry mouth. Her pussy is like a blazing furnace, and it is soaking wet--not from the ice we used, either.

I tease her a bit more through her swimsuit, rewarded with a gasp here and a moan there. Then I decided enough is enough. I slide my hands to the sides of her butt and gently push up, signaling her to lift herself from the countertop. Peering through the space beneath her as she lifts herself, I can see her still cuffed wrists with her palms flat on the countertop as she holds herself up. I didn't pay much attention to her fingerless gloves before, but now I notice her nails are all painted black to match. Nice touch.

Lifting herself up like that forces her ass to clench together. That makes it hard for me to peel her thong out, but it also holds in what is left of the ice cube in her bum. From the way she trembles, I imagine it has been pushed deeper inside, too. I tug her thong down as far as it will go, but it finally meets the edge of the counter. She sits back down and raises her legs a bit so I can pull it further down. I duck my head from between her lets and slide her thong over me, leaving it somewhere around her knees. When I raise my head again I am rewarded with a view of her cleanly shaved snatch, and her clit more pronounced than I have ever seen it. I can't resist, and focus everything on her clit, sucking and nibbling at it for a full minute. Her gasps and moans are loud and soft, fast and slow as I vary what I do, and she squirms all over the place trying to push herself into my mouth without falling off the counter.

She finally settles down into an even rhythm of moans as I nibble and lick different parts of her pussy and thighs. I can feel her building towards an orgasm as the heat from her snatch now also seems to radiate from her thighs and everywhere else, too.