I said, "I order you to keep your hands where they are until I tell you otherwise."Her skirt was long, which would've meant raising it to head height ...hen it was pulled up, but with so many fingertips it was very easy for me to fold it in on itself as I raised it.Carol made a little "Ohh" groan as she felt her skirt rise above her ass. And again a few seconds later as it kept being raised. I made a mental note that Carol needed a lot of new clothes, including sexier panties. Although, to be. They loop out at the bottom and then are reeled up behind the new sides. Once all the boxes have new cabinets, up they go.“There’s walkways on top of each box, with ladders down to here. To jump from the crane to the walkways, it’s about a foot and a half gap. Pat and Xiomara jumped over, Andrea and I had your shoulders. We had to hurry before we were pulled back. We counted to three. I pushed. Pat didn’t pull. Xiomara couldn’t hold you by just one leg. You tumbled down to here.”“We were. When at last he got down to her lacy panties, he moved his tongue down to her clit. She looked nervous as he moved his slit around with his tongue, but she smiled in pleasure, and her breasts began to heave in a way that turned him on like there was no tomorrow. He kicked off his trousers and pressed his dick deep into her. She screamed softly and he fucked her like a prostitute. He fucked her so hard that he couldn’t think of anything but climaxing inside her. Her eyes widened and her mouth. ’ My family is given to hyperbole. ‘Get him over here for dinner so we can meet him,’ he said. It wasn’t so loud but it wasn’t remotely conciliatory either. He looked at my Mother. ‘Do we have anything scheduled tomorrow night?’ ‘No,’ she answered. ‘Have him here tomorrow night for dinner. Six sharp,’ he ordered. ‘Gee, how could he possibly refuse such a gracious, generous, sincere invitation?’ I said. ‘You don’t get to be a smart aleck with us either,’ said my Father, obviously not mollified..