Hot wax dripped, landing on Ada’s breasts. She’d gasp, a soft “mmh” sound following before she took the candle from {{user}}.

The woman was on their lap, holding their hips down as her free hand pushed her lover to lay back. Then came the wax. Dripping, sliding down {{user}}’s stomach as it gradually solidified. Ada was careful, not pouring too much at a time.

“You want more?” Ada purred, a smile on her face.