She wasn't so sure she wanted to see the b**st.So when the candle started dripping wax all over her right breast, and then made a steady line over to ...her left and that nipple, the most sound that Kristen let out was an agonized hiss. Agonized and yet turned on too. The pain was erotic, hot, the smell of the wax causing some kind of reaction in her brain. The candlestick dripped was onto her breasts and stomach until that candle was half out... the other two were still as long and fat as ever. As I went there I knocked the door but it was already open. So I went inside n heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. I shouted from outside but no response. So I waited for her and when she came out from the bathroom I was spellbound to see her just wrapped in a towel. But I controlled my self n informed them that we are waiting for them to come.This was my first encounter with her n from then I started thinking her in fucking manner n I just want to screw her in every possible. She looked hot and she felt it. The corset hugged her 36D breast in all the right places, to the point where she could (and would) go braless. The skirt was tight and had a slit up to her thigh on the right side, if she crossed her legs, she could drive a man insane with that skirt (or so she felt tonight). Underneath, she wore a very sheer black lace thong. She did her make up on the dark side, with heavy eyeliner and bright red lipstick, and she let her silken long brown hair fall loose at. Instead Chromie hurriedaround and stuffed the various strange objects she had retrieved backinto the sack, leaving Arenwyn to her own devices. Turning the skin inher hands over a few more times, the night elf shrugged and slung itover one shoulder, picking up the bundle of folded clothes under herother arm and walking over towards a clump of small bushes nestled atthe roots of a huge tree, a bit further into the forest from the road.She decided to just get the ridiculous masquerade over with as.