Then, holding it above my bulging boobs, began to tip it so the hot wax spilled onto my super sensitive nipples and tits. I squealed, squirmed and wri...gled but was careful not to utter a word. The wax was super hot for a micro second, then quickly cooled and hardened on my skin. Despite the quick burn, it really felt quite nice! Bill continued to drip the wax over my body, concentrating on my breasts and my pubic area. He seemed to know exactly the right places to let the wax drip, as I never. "Oh mum I'm not that shallow, no I'm meeting him because I fancy him. Now if it just so happens that he wants to help out where Rick the prick is concerned then I'll be more than happy to accept his assistance after I tell him what he can expect." Fair enough, now I reckon I know what you did next," said Vikki's mother as her fingers joined her fathers in playing with her daughter's pussy.Vikki waited for several seconds as both of them began to move a finger inside of her pussy. Eventually. Her husband is playing cricket with me and area friends by this way I know her. One day in the evening after playing cricket he take to his home. There only I saw her first.She was in blue saree. I was around only 25 .they married two years back only. She had only one child. She was damn beautiful. Everyone will love her on the first sight. Her husband introduced me and we had coffee. We talk formally.On that day itself I go to her home for see her but telling that to see her child. My visiting. I imagined that audience…me spread open, body and cunt aflame…the onlookers whispering at the sight of my nakedness…my readiness…anticipation…He started kissing me again, both our tongues at work. I felt guilty now, but only a little. I was guilty and stimulated and would have a new erotic story to tell when boyfriend returned. Those stories meant hot sex! It was too late for guilt anyway. My body had taken charge of things and I was lifting my cunt to feel his “donkey” cock, teasing,.