We stand like this for 24 floors, he asks me when i quit and do i want company down in the elevator? i tell him when and say i hope to feel him then, ...ith a wink and leave the elevator, well noticing he has a damp spot on his front. in the afternoon i have problems focusing on work, i clean up my desk before leaving, thinking i should be cheeky too, but if i take of my panties i still have my pantyhose on and its so cold out... i go to the elevator and hes in the first one, i get in and excuse. I went and saw through the peephole. It was Shakti, the security guard. I asked him what he was here for. He said some parcel was to be given.I couldn’t open the door in that state. So I asked him to leave it at the door. He kept it there and left. I picked it up, and it was some spam post. Then my phone beeped. It was from an unknown number. My heartbeats were really fast. It asked me to open the door and come to their house.I opened my door and went to their door, but it was locked. So I rang. "If you turn the fourth light on the bottom row about 10 degrees downward and the sixth light on the top row about 30 degrees inward, it should fix it," Michelle said.Ben stared upward. He was aware of the problem but bringing in a contractor to fix it meant paying union scale wages. He didn't want to do that. Instead he had tried moving the primary lights to a variety of different spots with little affect."Really?" he asked, suddenly interested. "Why do you think that?" I study cinematography. She pulled him towards her. She wrapped her legs around his head as he sucked and played with her clitoris.Tony backed off only long enough to make room for his fingers. Delicately he inserted two fingers into her cunt. Palm up, he curled his fingers and found her G spot, and Patricia became vocal.“oh fuck – oh fuck!”Tony sucked her huge clit into his mouth like a phallus and began to blow her. He could feel her body tense. Her moans had become screams; her language had deteriorated to a primal.