Lauren: No? Then tell me what you’re wearing. Lauren’s reply comes immediately. And if I hadn’t had the phone call with her earlier, I would hav... been shocked that she’s flirting. But Lauren Callahan apparently doesn’t back down and that tail she had between her legs yesterday in the parking garage is now confidently back at attention.Me: None of your business.Lauren: Fine fine. I’ll just use my imagination.I have a small smile on my face despite myself. I don’t have a chance to respond to. She was cranking up the frictional energy to unsustainable heights. Fuck she needed a dick and that after all was why she was in the loo.She got Hamish up off the floor. The guy would have spent the next hour, the next day or even his whole life if he could between her legs... it seemed. Christ she only wanted a back door root, didn’t the guy get enough butt elsewhere. Fuck he was six foot and the frickin College point guard and blonde and well hung. Surely he got regular butt in his face.Truth. She leaned over me, showing me to candle up close, and asked if it smells nice, "Yes Mistress." I nodded"Does it smell better than my fart?" She mocked me and laughed again.I didn't know how to answer that!As I paused to think she suddenly poured some hot wax onto my belly.I whinced as the wax singed my skin."Hey!" She yelled but smiling, "You were supposed to say, 'no mistress'-"She dripped a bit more wax on me- "-you always smell lovely'!"She sadistically giggled as she poured a little more. The exhibitionist in me is enjoying demonstrating my blow job skills on my man for a younger naked couple. He has his hands behind his head as he soaks up the pleasure I am providing.I want to tease and edge him to the brink for our audience.“Swallow or masturbate?,” I manage to ask as Roger is almost ready to blow. “Masturbate,” he moans. I am vaguely aware Karl has been masturbating ever since I started on my man. “Not yet baby, I am going to tease you and make you wait,” I whisper as I suck.