“Where do you want it?” he asks. Of course I can’t answer with my mouth stuffed with cock. He seems to hesitate for a second, then withdraws and...groans as I feel his cum spraying on my face and on my tits. I listen to his heavy breathing for a moment, but I don’t speak. I’ve placed this night in his hands, and I don’t want to lead any of it. I wait for him. I feel him move away, then I hear the water in the bathroom and assume he’s cleaning up. After a moment, I feel a warm, wet cloth cleaning. He'd never done anything like this before. What was the matter with him?"Oh, Lordy, they're soft," George moaned as he cupped and squeezed his daughter's sweet satiny boobs. "Let me kiss 'em, honey. Let me taste these cute little titties!"Pop's greasy head dipped down over her chest, and Cindy felt his wet lips pressing against her tender wobbling tits. It was repulsive to her, and she moaned and shuddered. His hair was dirty, and he reeked of booze. Yet she was afraid to push him away. Even. I leave the room again for a minute and return, again without you knowing I left.You feel something very warm drop on your chest. Your body flenches again. You let out a moan. Then a few more drops lower on your tummy. You are moaning now, I tell you to be quiet and enjoy. I alternate the warm drops of melting wax and holding an ice cube, dripping ice cold drops next to the warm wax. Each drop, your body reacts. I let you rest for a minute as I wipe off the parafin and ice drops. The. I don’t feel like talking with the girls about this whole situation. I don’t want to ruin this sexual tension. I know, I’m selfish. I’m filled with anticipation. What unexplored spheres of pleasure are Katia and Nadine going to take me to next? It’s past dinner time. Katia and Nadine are sitting with me on the couch streaming a TV series. The series has deteriorated. Nadine is playing with her phone and Katia doesn’t seem to be following the series either. “This show is getting lame” Nadine.