Wife Drips Hot Wax on Her Girlfriend's Pierced Belly

She knows exactly what she's doing to you.

Her hand moves slowly, the candle held high, as wax pools on her girlfriend's pierced belly. The drops fall one by one, accumulating around the silver ring. Her eyes lock on yours, her gaze intense, unblinking. You feel your pulse quicken as the wax drips, your hand moving on its own.

The glow of the candle highlights the texture of the wax on her skin. Your breath catches in your throat as she maintains eye contact, her face inches from yours. You're hard already, your stroke matching the rhythm of the falling wax.

The heat builds, your ache growing. How long will you last? The wax continues to drip, her gaze never wavering. Her body is slim, her breasts medium-sized under the black strappy top. A deer-like figure tattoo adorns her left forearm, cherries with a band-aid on her right upper arm. A pearl necklace glimmers around her neck, a nose ring catching the candlelight. What happens next?