.. drip..... drip.... The sting is for only a moment before the candlewax cools against my right breast; it's enough to make me wince, but not enough...to stop... Drip.... drip..... drip.... The left breast is nearly covered in cooling candlewax. I decide to cover my sensitive little nipples. "Oh shit," I gasp, as I assault my nipples with the pain and pleasure of melting wax before moving to drip down my stomach. By the time I'm done, my upper body looks like a splatter artwork of red wax. I. . ‘ she was thinking as he suddenly pushed himself farther into her mouth, stretching her lips as she struggled to handle his girth. With a muffled gasp, her mouth unable to do much more than moan, she felt soft lips on her pussy as she realized Robin had gotten down on the floor, and was looking up at her kneeling sex, and licking her way to its center.He let Cyndi play with him only a minute, her eager but inexperienced mouth not what he was really interested in. Patting her head, he leaned. The oldest were dark, tinged with dirt and dust, darkened by the oils left by fingers as they traced over the impressions in the wood. As Alex' fingers were tracing them. It was automatic. She touched each name lightly, trying to bond with the ones who had stayed here before her. Alex had no doubt she would be staying here.The dates were in rough columns and there were at most two dates by each name. Two names only had one date in the first column. The first column was titled "owned." The. "Fuuuckowwww!" she squealed. I led her to the bed and pushed her face in to the mattress. “Spread your whore cunt,” I growled and kicked her legs apart. “Fuuuuck,” Heather softly moaned. If any of what she was feeling was shame, she didn’t recognize it. The filthy words almost made her cum. She reached around with both hands and spread her whore cunt. I ran my fingertips over her slit, “You’re fucking soaked, whore,” I calmly stated and slid two fingers deep inside her. “Ohhhhhhyeeees!” she.