Wendy found this to be quite stimulating. She writhed and wiggled around on the wooden rack to which she was bound, eagerly accepting the hot burning ...iss of each drop of wax. Her pain-loving senses were gloriously alive, as her breasts and belly became covered with these tokens of her master's special kind of love. "And how does my slave like my candle-wax treatment?" he asked her, as he let a couple of drops of hot wax fall onto her thighs."Oh this is quite marvelous, Master! Thank you so. We had lunch at the famous food court..it's famous because the escalador to the top floor goes right up one side, and people setting at those tables have a bird's eye view up every dress and skirt. Most of the women that use it hold ther hems closed on the ride, not my bride, she even stands feet apart enough so if the light is just right you could see bare pussy lips. About half way up I looked down and saw several teen age boys and a few dads checking out my wife's show. I said to her you. I naughtily reach across and undo a couple of buttons, high on her blouse, there now, her young bosoms are more visible, bulbous and firm, I laugh at my drunken debauchery, she would die if she knew she was so exposed to men's eyes, one more button and her tits would fall out, unfettered and available for milking, I was tempted, but left her in her current state, blissfully unawares, still a few photos would not go amiss.The flash caught his attention and he walked across and stood behind her. She was VERY tight, I loved that about the women on Cedar Street, every single last one of them was tight. She began to slowly ride me and was kissing Vanessa on the back of the neck, while slowly rubbing her tits. Vanessa was moaning loudly and leaning back on Carol, then she said Doggie Style and Vanessa, with weak knees, slowly rose up from my face, and sat on the bed, while Carol surprisingly pushed her back and began to eat her with her own ass in the air, signaling me to enter from.