A lot of kids liked to have sex after the last class, and before their bus came, and she was no exception. She thought of it as a (mild) rebellion aga...inst the role forced on her at home. She'd avoided Roger, her boyfriend at Claiborne, and instead settled down with Ken, a boy from her Differential Equations class.He was fractionally taller than she was with dark hair and a lean face and body. He was known around school as having a tongue to die for. It was long—he could touch the tip of his. I am well endowed and the erection I was sporting caused her to take a deep breath and smile.She held out her arms to me and I laid down beside her on the bed. Her baby doll outfit was loose fitting and very sheer. She had small but firm breasts and I read somewhere that, smaller breasts were more sensitive than large ones, so I decided to experiment. As I kissed her I slid my hand down her side and then back up under her top, caressing her left breast as we kissed, then as we broke the kiss,. She stepped out of it wearing only the lacey bra and thong.Cherie did the same with Leigh’s black dress. Leigh had to wiggle around a little but soon the dress was also on the floor. Leigh wasn’t wearing a bra but had on some black pantyhose. She peeled them off and tossed them aside. The two made their way to the bed and laid down. Their hands started to explore each other’s bodies. Leigh’s melon-sized tits were an open invitation to Cherie. She began to touch them. They were soft and warm. My sister jerks slightly in her bonds and inhales sharply, but she doesn't make a sound. Not yet, anyway. There is a lot of candle left, which I proceed to spread over her backside in liquefied form. She rewards my efforts with an appreciative wriggling and squirming, but other than some laboured breathing she stays silent.When her entire ass, her upper thighs, and her lower back are all covered in blue candle wax I grab her, lift her up, turn her around and put her back down. She is now.