Bellatrix murmured darkly before leaving the room. She walked through the manor with her satin robe very low on her shoulders and open down the front, leaving her lovely breasts, hefty balls and limp cock on display as she strolled outside the manor, into the winter air. She could see her breath fog out in front of her as she ditched the robe and sauntered over to the icy cold pool. It felt like ice daggers as she dove head first into the cold depths and washed away the sweat and saliva from her body. She was in the pool for no longer than a solid minute before emerging with a faint shudder.