I then slowly took him deeper and deeper. Every time I took Greg deep in my mouth he would reward me with a deep moan. Maybe a mumbled, “You’re a...good little cocksucker.” Or “Hold there, don’t move.” Followed by a groan. Greg grabbed my hair and pulled my head back and commanded “Look up at me. I’m going to look in your eyes and watch my cum squirt into your mouth.” With that, Greg stroked his penis once, twice and he started to cum. His first squirt was just a little bit that spread onto. Rather, he studied the softly rising path that ran besidethe stream up to the lower pool and then climbed more steeply up to the top ofthe falls.? He examined the slippery ground,doubtfully.? Given his druthers, he wouldnot venture up the treacherous path to the pool above the waterfall. However,he was not the one to decide. The day was hot.? The secluded pool was waiting.? Somewhat impatiently, Catherine brought herspurs against his flanks gently at first and then again more sharply when. 'Not much,' I confessed, peering awkwardly trough the slot. It was low, at eye level only if I rolled my eyes upward, and I could barely make out the bricks in the wall of the workshop about three feet in front of me. He fussed about outside, taking readings, and then slid the cover shut over the grill, plunging me into darkness again. Then, after a few minutes of impatient waiting, I heard the catches on the lid click open, and the lid was raised to allow me to scramble out thankfully. . “Candlewax feels good doesn’t it my pet?” I moan with agreement. I then feel my pussy being violated with a phallic object. To my surprise you are fucking me with a lit candle. I can feel the flame teasing my clit as the candle gets shorter. Seeing how wet your wax torture makes me you decide you can wait no longer. You place your body between my restrained legs and place your rigid cock on the lips of my pussy and plow into me with one mighty thrust. Lustful moans fill the room as you fuck me.