You groan, “but Kat....” I kiss you passionately. “Are you ready?” I whisper. “Mmmmm” you moan. I take that as a yes. First I take the can...le, and let a drip fall to your stomach. You gasp. Then I take an ice cube and let that drip on you. You groan. I alternate between the hot candle and the cold ice cube. You squirm around, but you can’t move. You are moaning and begging for me to stop. I stop and kiss you. “Are you ok?” “Uh-uh, mmmmmm” you moan. I grab a brush and lightly tease your nipples,. She slowly lowered herself and her ass spread open as she squatted over my face. My mouth opened with anticipation as her pussy drew close. The lips of her vagina met my lips and I immediately began to suck. I ran my tongue up and down her slit and over her swollen clit. I pressed it into her hole. The taste of her pussy was intoxicating. I reached up and clawed at her ass cheeks, pulling them open. I pressed my tongue deep into her hole. She moaned with pleasure and I sucked her clip flicking. My master has given his commands. My body is humming like a tuning fork to each syllable. He coats my ears with the most vulgar of words, only to be transformed into honey within my thoughts. I can feel my body starting to ache; it is a welcome sensation. I feel his fingertips rest upon my shoulder. His tongue traces the curve of my neck sending shivers to ripple across my skin. I inhale deeply the musk of his scent, so strong my pussy moistens. He continues to whisper to me as his hand glides. In the air all she can smell is the sweet smell of sweat and her own vagina almost fruit like smell mixed with a light sweat scent. She lifts her shirt to her nose and inhales deeply. Don’t smell like pee. She lowers the shirt to her lips lightly sucking the juices from the fabric. Like the smell she knows the taste immediately she has tasted it many times before while masturbating it’s her own salty sweet juices almost like the juice from a fresh strawberry but with a hint of salt. She pulls.