The 55 gallon bucket of water was placed in front of her, but out of kicking range, and she heard the large chunk of dry ice dropped into it. It wasn't until I turned on the fan and she was hit with the frigid gust of wind that she knew she was in real trouble. Her skin was covered with goose bumps and her nipples were so hard I thought they might penetrate the cups of her bra. Her protests lessened and she began to ask repeatedly, what are you doing.
She danced and dangled, moving her body sideways to and fro attempting to avoid the cold wind, but it didn't work
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