I was continuously looking at her. Once, near the food stall, I bumped into her, but she just smiled. This was becoming too much for me. I decided to ...ake my chance.When the bride and groom were exchanging garlands, everyone gathered near the stage. I saw it as a perfect opportunity. I stood behind Neelima aunty. Watching her backless, my dick got more hard. I stood behind her and started looking.After some time, I placed my dick near the ass crack above her saree and moved slightly in front.. She nodded, shaking a little bit. I struck her tummy, leaving a big red hand print. I dont think you deserve Daddys cock, I muttered, smiling as I took off my shirt, my slim body complete with faint abs visible to her. I went back to the table and brought out a lighter and candle. I lit the candle and moved it around, the flame licking the sides and melting the wax. I strut over and started to pour the burning wax over her tummy, moving it up to her nipples. She tried to cry out and jerk away. She could smell the wood burning in the fireplace. The smell with that wonderful moment were so delicious to her. Just then while standing there a sound traveling in the distance caught her attention. Was it his motorcycle? Was he coming for her? She prayed silently and took one more deep breath. Just then the sound was coming in the drive. He has arrived for her. So many feelings and emotions filled her mind and body at once. So many questions all yet to be answered. They had never met before. With my fingers, I was able to expose her clit and to gently touch it. I alternated between lightly caressing it and pressing hard on it, all with my tongue. I occasionally would stop and blow gently on her pussy. She shivered every time. My mouth was now fully covering her clit as my tongue massaged it. I reached around and clasped her butt cheeks and pulled them apart to let my fingers explore. ‘Damn, that feels good. Oooohhh. Oh Tom! Don’t stop. Harder. Right there. Oh my god. Yes! Oh.