Jackie cooed and sang out her, delight at the sensations radiating outward from his broad, burly tool. Her thighs gripped him like a death grip, and h...er hands clasped the muscular black above her with a fierce strength.When she lay still at last, her eyes brimming with the tears which a strong, utterly satisfying orgasm always brought, Max pulled her over so that they lay side by side, his upright staff still lodged in her tenderest flesh. But suddenly Jackie pulled away from him and turned. So the grandfather arranged her betrothal to the innkeeper’s son, Biff. Biff and Bess were about the same age, reasonably attractive and instantly attracted to each other. They joked that their children had no chance of having anything but black curly hair to complement their blue eyes. Wedding vows would wait another month, until the spring planting was complete and inn business reached its zenith. That would also give the innkeepers time to acquire the dowry the old man demanded. That would. Two more cloths pins came into place on the hard nipples; making her gasp yet again. Then I light the candle; slowly allowing drops of wax to fall on her breasts and tummy. Coming closer down to her wet pussy, her breath coming in fast gasps as the sensations hit her, I took another ice cube and traced it along her swollen clit, the wax still dripping onto her. I could see her pussy clench and unclench as each new sensation touched her. I blew out the candle and quickly popped the clamps off. You’d have given her plenty of ingredients for a nice little bundle of joy.”“Actually, your Mom and I just might be beating you guys to the punch on that one,” Dad joked, shamelessly dropping his hand between her legs and caressing the wet folds of her freshly-seeded snatch. She giggled like a schoolgirl before turning and giving him another big kiss. I heard a moan escape her mouth and saw her legs buckle a bit as Dad stoked her kitty.Eventually breaking the kiss, he looked at me. “Well, maybe.