I wanted to get naked and lie on the bed while imagining Sean fantasizing about me as he flipped through the magazines. Uff!! Ah! Would he tell anyone...about what he shared with me? I had leaned against the wall with my eyes closed as I envisioned Sean sitting in his living with the magazines he had just bought from me. He probably was wearing his pants down by his ankles with an opened can of beer in one hand and his other hand stroking his big, long, Italian cock. Aaaahhhh, I was getting wet. ” He looked down at the candle, the light lit up his face. “There's a lot of melted wax.” I remembered watching a movie on television where Madonna poured hot wax on her lover. I remembered how wet it made my pussy watching it. However, I never thought I would pour wax on a lover, let alone being on the receiving end of it. Pain had never been a big part of my sex life. Pleasure was my main goal. “Just watch my nipples. Definitely avoid my pussy.” “Okay.” His smile disappeared and he grew. The statue remained unmoving, the cast brass proving to be nothing more than that.Xavier’s thrusts never slowed or faltered, he never stopped to catch his breath or readjust his stance. Olivia’s second unwilling orgasm came ten minutes after the initial penetration, a fountain of her arousal splashing across Xavier. He didn’t stop, he continued barreling into her. If anything, his speed and ferocity increased. His smirk changed into a savage grin, his teeth gleaming in the light of the candles.. Then, pushing across my new student ID, she went onto say that $30,000 had already been added to my campus account andusing the cards RFID, I would be able to buy some basic clothing in thecampus store after we had finished.A quick mental calculation revealed $30,000 to be ?15,000. Up untilthen, the most money I had ever personally spent was ?10 I had receivedas gift. As it was starting to sink in that I really was rich, I noticedthe details of my ID card: Sub-Lieutenant, (pronounced.