"Yes PLEASE!" he moaned as a sank to my knees, kissing and nibbling on the outline of his fat pole through the satin fabric of his thong. "OOOOOOH" he...moaned with pleasure as i pulled down his panties and licked the fat drop of precum from the tip of his throbbing cock, I looked up at him as i grabbed his thick shaft by the base and began slowly stroking him as i fondled his big smoothe balls and played my tounge along the base of his cock head. "OH GOD YES" he murmured in ecstasy as i licked. Go to. Now. Remind me to rephrase that before my sister reads it.I take one of the larger candles, light the wick, and wait for a little wax to pool. Then I upend the candle above her modest chest. Wax splatters across her skin, just barely touching her left nipple. When more wax has melted I again pour it onto her chest, this time actually covering her right nipple. I repeat this a few times until her upper body is liberally covered with patches of hardened wax. I keep at it, but now my target. Under the shower, he thought of her changes. He had hardly recognized his laughing, running, square-dancing, girlfriend who dressed in jeans and peasant dresses in the solemn bride clad in lace and satin. This shy creature in yards of gossamer was someone else again. He had an erection thinking about her. Oh well, it was appropriate tonight. He carefully brushed his teeth; he put on pajama pants and a robe. After pocketing the condom and closing the others in his shaving kit, he left the. I poured myself a glass of wine and curled up in an overstuffed chair and started reading. As I did, an envelope fluttered to the floor. It was sealed and I wondered whether he had given it to me by mistake. Questions were answered immediately and new ones arose as it said to not open the envelope until I had finished reading the story. Well, OK, I’ll play along. It was a pretty simple story, a girl is given an erotic story to read, and an envelope falls out and…What the hell is this, Ground.