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