Outside blizzards rage, inside masturbation before bed glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for masturbation before bed,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “masturbation before bed” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “masturbation before bed” against the snow.