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Still gasping, I nodded. “Kay” my thighs chafed against the strange smooth- bumpy texture of hardened wax on my chest. It was another of his favorite positions when he wanted full access to my pussy. I blinked blindly and felt him lean to the side for a second and then he was between my spread thighs again.

A drop of hot wax hit my belly and I hissed, back to the wax again? Alright.

A long line down my inner thigh had me curling my toes, trapping a cry behind my teeth. A fat splash on my pubic bone had me rocking slightly.

“Ouch!” I jumped on the next and splashed my mound, right above my clit.

“Oowh! Urg!“ I cried out, my fingers slipping as I resisted slamming my legs shut on reflex.

“Did I tell you to release your legs?”

I shake my head “N-no but-“The thought of hot wax near my pussy was mad.

“Hold them” he ordered “Don’t let go again”

I know better than to argue with him when he used that tone. It was the bossy one that says he meant business. My cunt pulsed at the sound of it