So it only took him about a minute to get me creaming my jeans while my knees trembled weakly beneath me. It was sooooo good getting that release afte... all the teasing and touching and stroking Rash had been doing to me for the last hour or more. I couldn't relax too much though because I wanted him to cum as well. You might say I'm an equal opportunities sex machine, and you'd be right!It took me a bit longer to get him off, but I think he was almost as sexed up as me by the time we left the. Instead, they were now a pale white with a slightpink tint. Instead of the posters he remembered of sport heroes, cars,and football teams, there were now posters of ballerinas, women soccerstars, and the current popular boy band. One of the boy band posterseven had an autograph that read "To Jennifer, a very cute fan, Justin."Also on the walls were pictures of the school's soccer team andcheerleaders. As he looked at them, he recognized the girl he had seenin the mirror in both. Yes, he was. Not yet, anyway. There is a lot of candle left, which I proceed to spread over her backside in liquefied form. She rewards my efforts with an appreciative wriggling and squirming, but other than some laboured breathing she stays silent.When her entire ass, her upper thighs, and her lower back are all covered in blue candle wax I grab her, lift her up, turn her around and put her back down. She is now resting on her arms and legs and the entire front of her body is exposed to me and to my. I assumed that, until she layed up on it, and it was moved up like a chair, to look just like a wooden examination table at a gynecology place. She had her legs closed, and the sexiest look on her face. The husband laughed, "Now now, where is this itch?" She half wittedly parted her legs just a bit, looking up at her doctor. "Down there," she replied. She was bygone far the beat actor I ever knew, she said it so full of embarassment, of guilt, only her eyes told of her true intentions. "Would.