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were clamped closed, her mind swam, not ready to admit it was Cameron James who was making her feel like she could orgasm right on the spot.
    Keeping up his attention to her tit, knowing she was close, Cameron groped against the floor, searching for the discarded buckets. He was sure there’d still be a few shards of the diminished ice cubes left inside. Eventually, his fingers closed around a few solid lumps. They were melting fast, but were about to melt even faster.
    Taking a handful of solid water, he moved quickly. Releasing her breasts, he fell to his knees, driving the ice deep into her channel before Sally’s flesh had even registered the loss of his rapid fire tongue against her nipples.
    This time, Sally really did scream, her hand flying to her mouth, the shock of such an intense chill making her bite her own skin to stifle her yells, as she quivered and rocked between Cameron and the door. So that the ice couldn’t fall back out as Sally convulsed, her body trying to escape the delicious shock of cold, Cameron drove his tongue up after it, both plugging the frozen water in place, and treating Sally to some intense oral fucking.
    With his dick throbbing beneath his trousers. Cameron snaked one hand back up her, pinching Sally’s nipples as he ate, his free hand massaging her clit, as she begin to spasm against him.
    Panting, not quite able to believe what had just happened, and high from her ice induced climax, Sally wasn’t ready to think, and she certainly wasn’t ready for this to end. She was too pent up. Too angry. Breathing ragged, her limbs heavy, she swung round in the cupboard’s limited space, slamming Cameron against the door.
    Sally avoided looking at him. She didn’t want to see his knowing expression, or risk that he might be mocking her in some way for needing to carry on with what they were doing. Grabbing Cameron’s belt, she unhooked it, dragged down his damp trousers, peeling them off his legs where they had dried against him. Sally tugged at his boxers as well, bunching them around his ankles. Then, falling to her knees, the puddle of melted ice water oozing around her bare legs, she began to feast, her fingers discovering the sensitive area around his balls, ignoring his yelps, as she deep throated him with fierce energy.
    After a few seconds Sally drew back and began to blow him off at a calmer pace. Lapping at his helmet, while teasing his balls, she explored Cameron’s cock. Enjoying the different tones and pitches of moans and grunts that were emanating from his mouth, Sally relaxed slightly, knowing she had him totally at her mercy.
    Absorbed in his taste, the texture of the shaft, and the marginally uneven balls that weighed in her palm, Sally noticed the sudden switch in Cameron’s stance. His legs had stiffened, and the hands that had been stroking her red hair, began to clasp her head, his short nails digging into her scalp with obvious urgency.
    Returning to her previous deep throat technique, Sally pumped her mouth against him quickly. Cameron angled his crotch closer to her face, almost ramming her in his need to be totally engulfed.
    ‘Oh God, Sally, you’re fucking amazing.’ Cameron spunked into her as he spoke, his foam shooting against the back of her throat as she swallowed, using the back of her hand to wipe excess seed from her chin.
    Her chest heaved, partly from the aftermath of her climax, but mainly due to the rage in her, which seemed to be increasing rather than diminishing.
    Cameron hauled up his horribly moist trousers and moved forward to hold Sally close. But before he had the chance to wrap his arms around her, she stepped back. Pulling her dress on with speed, and shoving her underwear into her bag, she crossed her arms protectively.
    There was no disguising Cameron’s bemusement, ‘What is it? Sally, that was incredible! Really incredible.’
    ‘What is it?’ Sally’s heart thumped every bit as fast as it had done when she’d been climaxing