Mimi and Gemma simultaneously got started. Gemma dotted my c**k with powder and targeted the underside of my p***s, applying hot wax to a small section. Since they used wax that hardened completely, no fabric strips were required. When the wax cooled against my skin, Gemma used a leather-clad fingertip to roll back the edge, then grasped it firmly and pulled against the grain.
I bit back a curse, grunting loudly at the sharp pain.
Hyacinth wasn't quite so quiet. She didn't bother containing her shriek, "Son of a b***h!"
"Shh...it will be okay," Gwen assured her softly.
A rumbling growl came from Hycinth's throat.
"Easy...that's it...just relax your leg again," Willow cooed.
I couldn't concentrate on what was happening with Hycinth because Gemma continued to place wax, let it dry and
