“FUUUCK, BITCH!” I shriek as my hands sink into the fresh snow, victim of your playful shove. Hands bright pink and burning with frost, laughing in the icy night, I press them to your face, squeezing your luscious pink cheeks.

Unyielding, you grab handfuls of fluffy snow, barge in under my jumper and torturously seize my breasts. Already hard nipples now blazing, wide-mouthed with shock, squealing out in exquisite, delightful pain.

Fighting for my honour, my hands dive into the white powder then into your waistband. You scream out before kissing me, knowing we’ll melt it all in seconds.