I just smiled and said "hmmm... I hope not either".We got into the elevator and I dropped down to my knees, lifted your skirt and buried my face into ...our pussy. I did this in one fluid moment and you had no defense set up for the onslaught of my tongue and fingers as I drove them into you and sucked on your clit. It happened so fast and so intense that I felt you lift up on your toes, I heard you moan and then I felt and tasted your pussy oozing. I kept that up till we reached my floor, only a. .. you know ... I must have started walking faster, and then she started walking even faster, and then I ... all I know is that we were both panting and out of breath when we ran up to our house. Um ... except me, of course, I wasn't panting.And now she has disappeared into the house, wiggling her tight butt as she slipped through the door. You just wait, I'll get you ... With that I'm off after her, and with a short burst of speed (out of breath, hah!) I catch up to her just as she dashes up. The gifts were opened and there was nothing from her. After everyone went home she finally came up to me. "I miss us both being 16," she said with mock sadness, "but oh well, 9 months and I'll be 17 too. Well Its time to give you your gift" She put her hands over my eyes and stole a quick kiss. "Happy birthday," she whispered in my ear. I kept my eyes closed thinking about what happened. I could hear her quickly scampering away. After a few days of thinking about what happened I wanted to talk. Lana sent me a massage on the BP website telling me that she liked my profile and thought I looked sexy in my pics. Lana said she loved my facial pics as she had a weakness for sexy lips. But the pic that she was lusting over was the one of my six pack abs, which I still maintain now, with exercise and playing sports. However, the thing that intrigued her the most was what I had to say on my profile. In fact, she admitted to me that my profile was pretty good but what she was really.