Secret Fantasies in "fyi and a"

fyi and a starts in complete darkness. Only her breathing guides you. Then a single match flares, illuminating her face inches from the flame. In fyi and a, she lights dozens of candles one by one, each spark revealing more bare skin. By the time the room glows golden, she’s naked and kneeling in the center of fyi and a. Wax drips slowly from a red candle onto her waiting breast; she exhales a shuddering moan that belongs only to fyi and a. Hot trails cross her chest, stomach, thighs—each drop making her wetter for fyi and a. When she finally lies back and spreads, the melted wax cracks with every movement in fyi and a. Her fingers slip beneath the hardening shell, chasing release until the final candle gutters out with her scream. fyi and a ends in perfect darkness again, but her afterglow burns behind your eyelids.