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