With one hand she cupped a breast and the other moved freely over her body. She pulled the top of her tank top down to expose her tits and began to ru... her hands over her erect nipples. Sliding a hand down to her crotch she rubbed her panties then decided to actually do more. Moving her hand up she unfastened her skirt and unzipped them then slid her hand under her panties where she began to rub her wet pussy.She pulled her hand put and pulled her tank top off and tossed it aside. She then. With this Steve stopped and exchanged his candle for the ridding crop.Now Jenny understood. Steve struck her belly, once with the crop, flat and hard; a section of cooledwax fell to the ground. Jenny braced herself for the next strike. It came toher breasts, dislodging more wax and lighting new fire in her pierced and weightedbreasts. Jenny felt as though her breasts were on fire. She had long sincelost count of the strikes on her breasts and torso, but was aware that theywere a uniform red. Wear something easily removed." It had been typed, but when it had been delivered with a dozen white and fuchsia gladiolas, I knew it was from one or the other of them. Maybe both. Also, It didn't say which hotel, so I assumed it would be the one place the 3 of us had rendezvoused several times before. The key attached to the note did not have a tag, and the only marking was the room number etched on the top of one side. So here I stood, proven correct in my assumptions about the location, yet. A real hourglass figure to contrast my sportier, less buxom body. She made a big mistake marrying Dad, though. Daddy is all business, all work and no play. He acts as if he doesn't think much of my mom, and that's just wrong, she is the strong beautiful woman who raised us; Dad hardly even knows us. Dad is all business and Dad's business is all business. As such, he did not have Halloween off. To compensate, or to torture the families of employees, its hard to say which, Dad's business hosted a.