I thought she was just going to give me a hug, but she looked up at me and put her arms around my neck and pulled me to her. She stuck her tongue in m... mouth and we stayed lip locked for some time swirling our tongues in a dance. I could feel her chest pressed against me, and I was quickly getting hard pressing my dick against her stomach. We ended up in my car making out for some time. She let me know she had her period, so we just kissed and I felt her tits and sucked her nipples. In my mind. She cried out with each burning droplet of wax on her shaved mound and cunt flesh, her cries instantly turning to moans as the wax hardened. A few guys couldn't hold their loads anymore and let out thick ropes of cum all over her naked body, adding white cum splatters to the red candle wax. The friction of fingers rubbing Dia's clit made the candle drip even more wax onto her sensitive sex, whipping her into a frenzy of pain and pleasure on the towel. We held her down as she thrashed. ‘My guidance counselor scheduled some scholarship interviews for me. They’ve been scheduled for months. I have to go to them.’ ‘Of course you do!’ I tell him. ‘That’s more important!’ I say, surprising myself by how disappointed I am. ‘Not more fun,’ I add, squeezing my pussy muscles around his spent cock. ‘But definitely more important.’ ‘I’m sorry, Aunt Sara,’ he says. ‘I forgot all about it.’ ‘Don’t worry,’ I smile. ‘We’ll just have to work extra hard on Thursday. We’ll have a complete run. No surprises. ‘What is the word then?’ Montana lifted his baseball cap from his head, peered into the rearview mirror. ‘The word is, ruined. Epithets aren’t always the most effective vehicles of expression even though they feel so right,’ Mira said. Montana didn’t reply. She followed his gaze to the rearview mirror. ‘There’s no one behind us yet, Montana, it all just fucking occurred,’ she said, her speech slurring slightly at the end. ‘I can’t believe she did that. It was my fucking gun. That.