It felt good. I fucked her hard and fast. She lay back on her desk with her eyes closed. While I fucked her, I was squeezing her tits with my hands... I heard her say, "Oh yes, Nick. Fuck me hard. I want it so bad. Fill my cunt with your wonderful cum. I love you, Nick." Nick was he husband's name. I continued to pummel her pussy.I felt my load building in my balls and knew that it would not be long before I was filling her with my seed. I warned her but she sternly said, "Don't stop.. I asked her where the blankets are. She replied that there are no blankets. Then I realised that in Mumbai weather you never require blankets, infact even I was also not having any blanket. I told her not to worry. I gave her a tablet of Crocin and told her that I would rub some Vicks. I rubbed Vicks on her forehead, neck and also chest, I took the care of not exploiting this situation and kept the safe distance from her breasts. Though part of the breast and upper inch of the cleavage was also. What did I... } She got a reassuring hug and with that she went back to looking at herself. Her hair, of course was a mess. Her crotch was all messy, pubic hair matted down with sweat and cum. 'Oh. I look terrible, I got to shower."Bridget was proud of her figure and her conditioning, she ran twice a week and was in the gym another two days every week. But after that first full night with Paul, she was achy the next day, she had used muscles that she never even thought about. She had sat at her. Then he held it over her face, she could feel the heat from the flame, smell the candle, hear the crackle as the flame melted the wax. She was scared now, not her face, not her face! She turned away quickly, her face against the pillow. He laughed at her and proceeded to drip more of the hot wax onto her arms, then her legs, on her tummy, down the side which made her squeal. It burned; it hurt, but just enough. Not too much. He extinguished the flame and returned to her. He peeled the wax from.