She quickly pulled off the bandages, and massaged her quarter sized nipples. She unzipped her cut-off shorts, and hooking her thumbs in the waistband,...pulled her shorts and panties off at the same time. Her dark pubic hair was as I remembered it, about an inch wide and shaved everywhere except just above her cunt lips.Mary was also striping off her street clothes. As she doffed her tank-top, I could see her tits straining inside the plain white bra. Without removing her bra, she slid her. And when I rummage through her play-stuff and other drawers to collect all the candles I can find she only licks her lips and her nipples stiffen a little more. She is such a slut! Isn't she great?I had put a towel on the bed before she lay down (hard wax on the sheets is too hard to explain), so I don't have to worry about overflow. Oh yes, overflow. But not yet. I light a thick red candle first. There's just something about red wax that screams 'pain', isn't there? Well, maybe it's just the. The first two shots filled my mouth with his precious and delicious nectar as I felt the power of his cum in my waiting mouth. He was so sweet, with just a tinge of salty, but the first two shots alone had filled my mouth. Quickly I swallowed as the third shot joined the first two going down my throat. I was proud of myself that I had not spilled or lost a drop yet. The next three smaller shots almost filled my mouth. His cock had not moved in or out since he started cumming. I remembered how. He entered looking around at her apartment. The structure was different than his but it was roughly the same size. “Please don’t mind the mess, I wasn’t expecting any company,” she said clearing out the sofa and the chairs. He sat down on the chair as she took a seat on the sofa. As he looked at her again, he had the nagging feeling that he had seen her somewhere before but just couldn’t place where. “I just moved in the other day,” Michael said trying to start up a conversation. He usually.