“And that becomes much more intense.” She then moved the candle back to high up and said, “Now watch this!”Anne knew that the beeswax candles ...he held melted at a much lower temperature than commercial candles and that from high up, the wax essentially was cooling and congealing before it touched his flesh. Still, the shock and newness of it all was what she was after. She started pouring up near David’s nipples and ran a trail down his torso and just below his navel before stopping. His. Then I sat close to her waist and lifted her top so that I can put some balm on her back. I didn’t bother now to ask about that. I put my hand on her back and started massaging very slowly. I can see her face in the mirror opposite to her. I can see her eyes getting closed. Then I thought if she again went into sleep like in the morning then I can again touch her inside. So I kept on massaging her back very slowly and after 10-15 mins I can sense she was very calm and may be in sleep again.. Again, I nodded. As she stroked, the ache began again, but this time it was different. It kinda felt good.Mom nuzzled the side of my neck. "Its almost time, I can smell it on you." She enigmatically said, her voice think and almost slurring."Mom, are you drunk?" I asked. She laughed."No, well a little, but not like you think." She got to her feet and I was suddenly reluctant to let her go. The pleasure/pain in my abdomen that was building started to fade again."There is something you need to. She looked me squarely in the eyes, smiled, stealthy lifted one leg and gave me a quick glimpse of her bare pussy. I almost spilled my hot chocolate in my lap. That would have been a real disaster because it would have drawn attention to my hard cock that was fighting to get out of my pants. Aunt Bella found the whole thing amusing.Every once in a while, when Uncle Harry wasn’t looking, Aunt Bella would flash me again and wink. My hard cock was aching so bad I finally had to excuse myself for.