. she wasn't so sure she wanted to see the b**st.So when the candle started dripping wax all over her right breast, and then made a steady line over t... her left and that nipple, the most sound that Kristen let out was an agonized hiss. Agonized and yet turned on too. The pain was erotic, hot, the smell of the wax causing some kind of reaction in her brain. The candlestick dripped was onto her breasts and stomach until that candle was half out... the other two were still as long and fat as ever. Shit, those things can do some real damage, especially when they're fully loaded."Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" A female voice said. I think I had probably cussed out loud a bit."No, lady, I'll live. Don't you go worrying your pretty little head about it. I just hope you don't drive your bloody car like that?" I hadn't looked at the woman. I was too busy inspecting the damage to my ankle."I'm so sorry some of these trolleys are so hard to control. I'm afraid my daughter picked a bad one this. You were, in a word, magnificent! You're a wonderful lover. I'm laughing because I started cumming the second you jammed your cock into me, and I didn't stop until you came, too, and stopped moving. That's just the way I'm built. When I make love, I can't stop cumming until I feel my lover's cream spurt inside of me. Weird, huh?"I kissed her. "Not weird, Mom. Great. It's excellent that you can cum like that. I loved feeling it, and hearing it, and knowing that I was doing it to you." You don't. . my friend Jane said, “I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm CUMMING!!”Jane's hips thrust upward as the wave of orgasm hit her. I could see a squirt of cum hit Pete's face as he desperately tried to hold on to his bucking wife. She relaxed slightly just as a second wave struck and she bucked and squirted again, crying out this time.That's when it got too much for me. My whole body went rigid. I couldn't breathe, couldn't move, fingers clamped in my cunt. I gasped as soon as I could, my juices flooding.