I feel my nails press into his shoulders. He moans into my mouth, slides his hands down to my waist and starts fucking me. My hips lift up and I grin...d against him, forcing his dick as deep as it can go. Legs around his waist pulling us together I reach down and rub my clit with my fingers. He pushes my hand away and his thumb starts stroking me while he drives himself in and out. I beg, I’ve never begged before but I beg for him to let me cum. A nod, a short terse nod as he grits his jaw and I. We were sitting on sofa so i took her in my arms and went inside her room. I laid her on her bed, she has a habit of wearing high heeled sandals as she is 5’3.I took off her sandals and took her beautiful white feet in my hands and started kissing them and licking them. I did that on both of her sexy feet’s. She was enjoying my foot worship! Then i went up and smooched her again and this time i was also holding her boobs from outside her tees. She jerked a bit; I enjoyed on seeing this and. I reach down and cup your balls with one hand and start massaging them. Your head tips back as you suck in a fast breath before I hear you say holy fuck. Gods. Babe if you keep that up… and you trail off. Getting what your saying I pull my mouth off of you. Placing a small kiss on your super sensitive head. I crawl back up and sit right above where my mouth just was. You cup my ass again, squeezing it before your hands trail up under your tee shirt. You softly grab onto my waist and look me in. He stroked his cock as he reached past me and out to the dresser. He grabbed the thick white candle and smiled. “Is this going to hurt?” “Maybe a little.” “Try just a little at first?” “I'll try.” He looked down at the candle, the light lit up his face. “There's a lot of melted wax.” I remembered watching a movie on television where Madonna poured hot wax on her lover. I remembered how wet it made my pussy watching it. However, I never thought I would pour wax on a lover, let alone being on the.