He mused to himself what he would name his next piece of art. ?Squirming? – Wax on Flesh. He could see Skyla hung in a museum when he was done with ...her. He picked up a red and a blue candle and readied himself silently over his canvas. Without a word, he tilted the red candle, spilling a few drops of the pooled wax on to her left breast.Skyla yelped and jerked in surprise, her left shoulder coming off the bed involuntarily. She could feel the hot wax solidifying on her breast. The flogging had. As the creamy liquid flowed from my urethral flooding her womb Tina orgasmed hard clenching her fists and pushing herself so hard against me l had to steady myself then once my balls were empty of spunk l slid my shaft from Tina’s very full wet sticky hole and wiped my spunk covered cock onto my sister’s bum cheeks, she stay leant over the bench panting it was a while before we composed ourselves just as the garage door opened and Rick’s mother Dora came in, Tina was still panting, but dressed. . er ... men." said Marge."Wouldn't you rather arrange things so your ... men ... wouldn't WANT to see me any more? Wouldn't you rather they didn't NEED me any more? Wouldn't you rather they chased after YOU the way they chase after ME?" Her delivery would have been theatrical, but for the cookie crumbs that fell from her lips as she delivered this alternative to what was clearly a failing plan."If we scratched her eyes out they wouldn't chase after her any more." muttered Jennifer."Oh shut UP. He could see every damn inch of those long, tanned legs, and the curves of Lisa’s breasts seemed to be begging to be cupped, caressed, squeezed… “ Oh fuck, get a hold of yourself!” he thought. Lisa demanded that she be allowed to hang out with her uncle Bill for a while, since he had missed her eighteenth birthday party. Jack excused himself, saying he and his wife had some chores to do and needed to be gone for several hours. Lisa was alone with her uncle Bill, and would have him all to.