I mean one of those heart rate, wet pussy, prickly skin feelings of warmth. Jennifer reminded me of myself when I was her age. Actually she could have...easily been mistaken for my daughter.That first time I was confused and embarrassed and I noticed the smug look in the teenage girl's eyes. But I got over the feeling and composed myself and then the kids went out on their date and I tried to forget the incident.Both Brad and Jennifer had just turned 18 and were both graduating from high school. "What does the winner get?" Lauren asks, mischievously. "You get to take care of that," Kylie says, pointing to my erection. "What?" Lauren responds incredulously. "Wait... no." He's been hard for nearly two hours; don't you think he deserves some release after eating all this pussy?" Yes, but..." my s!ster stammers but Kylie cuts her off."You're the one who said you could deep throat a real cock and wish one was here." But he's my br0ther," Lauren retorts."Who just ate you your pussy!". You take a sharp intake of breath, followed by a squeal as a second droplet land directly on your nipple. A shiver runs though your whole body; your nerves are now stretched so tight. I move my other hand, and a drop of hot wax falls from the candle landing on your stomach. Your whole body tenses for a second, then relaxes as you realise it only hurts for a fleeting moment. Now that you have experienced both, I start to drop wax and cold water over your stomach and breasts. Sometimes the drops. It took three or four study sessions with Lydia dressed in ways to inflame Allen's lust for her by leaning over a little too much when bringing him a beer and letting him get a good look at her tits, or sitting on the sofa opposite the table where we were working watching TV with her knees pulled up under her chin when she was wearing a short skirt with no panties so Allen would have a good view of her pussy and cunt. Then on one Saturday evening about three weeks after we started our campaign.