We will go after we finish, then only somebody will use the lift.” After saying that, he switched off the power for lift.He said, “It’s closed, ...ou guys enjoy, no one will come.” Now it was time for her to remove her pant, and we both know that she was not wearing anything under the legging. She was stuck at the moment, not knowing how to start. Then my eyes met with liftman eyes and we were looking at each other.The liftman said, “I will switch off the torch, you open your pant,” and switched. Anyway the party was great. Riana had the dinner and desert catered and had made sure the fridge was stocked with enough Coronas to keep everyone pleasantly buzzed. By the time we got through the gift exchange, most of us had started to change into our “panty party” attire. For some of the girls, it was just sweat pants and light T-shirts with no bras, but some of us choose to be a little more daring and striped down to our panties. I have to say, it created an atmosphere heavy with sexual. There are no lights on except for the strip showing under the front door and it's difficult for you to see where you're going. I steer you to the door on the left and warn you to watch out for the futon. Too late, I suspect, as I feel you stumble against it and fall slightly. You put out one hand and catch yourself, rolling on to your back and pulling me to land on top of you...You reach up and pull my head down to yours and kiss me again, running your other hand up and down my back, pushing my. Otto settled in between her legs."One of the things I learned in Center," Otto said as he dropped a kiss on her inner thigh, "is just how sensitive a woman's legs can be." Oh, really?" He kissed her again, his tongue tracing a light, tickling pattern across her skin. "You—you may be right."He kissed her other leg, and again, going back and forth, slowly working toward her apex. She wanted him to hurry... she wanted him to take his time. She wanted him to keep right on doing what he was doing..