Harshad release Pranali from his grip and step away. Pranali was left to recover briefly while her breasts burn and her ass stings. She hear the shake of ice in a cup from a distance and her anticipation grows as harshad footsteps return. He put the cup down holding one ice cube in his hand. He bring it up to pranali face and hold it a millimeters from her cheek so She can feel the cold. Harshad bring it down slowly, dragging it deliberately from her cheek, over her neck, and onto her chest. As the ice moves, harshad follow the wet trail with soft kisses. Harshad bring the ice down the middle of Pranali chest and onto her stomach. He drop to his knees as the ice cube crosses her belly button, his lips close behind. The ice slows as it nears her smooth pussy. It stops just above her neglected clit, then turns to trace along the inside of her thigh. Harshad mouth stalls where the ice changed direction as if it lost the trail. The ice works its way back up the back of her thigh, approaching her wetness again, but crossing the gap between her pussy and her asshole, and continuing down the other leg.